Teemings Extra

Wolf, Party of Three

by Rue DeDay

Story the First

Once upon a time there was a young man. He was wooing a comely maiden. One day he took his fairest love to dinner and the movies. Some over-blown, self-indulgent Kevin Costner crap-fest. It did nothing for his date. She wouldn't put out that night. The young man was sad. When he figured how much cash he dropped on the whole fiasco, it made him cry. He was The Boy Who Cried Over Dances With Wolves.

The Second Story

Once, deep in the dark woods, there lived a wolf. This was a bad-assed wolf. Not the nice wolves you meet everyday. He had a little bitty tonker, and he over-compensated. He was mean. Anyone he met in the forest, he'd eat. He was a mean son of a bitch. (You can say this about the wolf, right in front of children, because his mother was, in fact, a bitch.)

One day he met a stalwart hedgehog.

"I'm going to eat you" said the mean wolf.

"I don't think so" said the hedgehog.

"Yeah, I think I will" replied the wolf.

"Let's see ya try, doo-doo head." The hedgehog was stalwart, but juvenile.

The wolf lunged at the hedgehog to eat him. The hedgehog rolled up into a little ball. All his spikes were standing up, and the wolf could not eat him.

The wolf found a big rock and smashed the hedgehog flat. He flipped the hedghog over with a stick and dined on Hedgehog Tartar de Smash.

Just because he was a mean-assed son of a bitch doesn't mean he wasn't clever.

One More Story

There was once a wolf. His name, as far as wolves have names, was Grrrrrrulff-mmmrrrrrgrrr. In wolf this meant "Grrrrrrulff-mmmrrrrrgrrr". Wolves don't go in for no fancy-schmancy descriptive names. He liked to be called River. He embraced a vegan life style. He would help little lost kids find their way home. He was kind and understanding. He was a dork.

None of the other wolves liked him. He was too flaky. The villagers didn't trust him. They figured he was up to something.

One day the woodcutter got all liquored up and hunted down poor River. He, the woodcutter, chopped him, River, up into bits. River should have just been his wolfy self.

Posted 8/13/01

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