The Satisfying Dog of West Caldecutty

After many hours of waiting, Steve watched as the dog emerged from the bushes on the edge of the forest. It looked satisfied and tired. The bushes rustled in the breeze as Steve ruffled the dog's ears. He looked towards the woods as dusk fell. His mother would be out soon, and he hoped she would be satisfied and tired too.

With Kisses and Slime: Belinda.

Paul stared at the floor. "What the fuck is that?" He was pointing at a blob.

"That's our new cat," responded Belinda. "Like it?"

Paul nudged it with the toe of his boot. It quivered and let out a high-pitched shriek. "I don't think it's a cat. I'm pretty damn sure, in fact."

Belinda got down on all fours and nuzzled the blob with her nose and cheek. "Aw, think of all the good times we'll have with our new cat. Playing and purring and petting." She had slime on her face.

"I'm not kissing you with that cat ooze on you," he said.

"You never kiss me anyways," she responded.

And there was a jello mold on the floor.

--"So this is the end, huh?"
--"Yep. The endaroo. The endareeny. Got any clean pants?"
--"No. Why?"
--"My mom always said to be wearing clean pants, just in case."
--"I think it was underpants, anyway."
--"Oh."
--"And besides, you and me's nekkid."
--"Shit, I've worn less'n this."
--"Yeah? How's that?"
--"Remember that party? With Alicia? She had those tongs."
--"I'd forgotten about that."
*Clanging soungs*
--"Uh oh. The clown is coming back."