You might want to write a story about the upcoming game and what led to it, which I could publish in the March issue of the Purrsuader. It would have to be done no later than the 28th, though. Would that be time enough?
It all started out innocently and simply. A few of the guys were hanging out at the Trail's End Bar and complaining about their bossy sisters. Well, someone suggested a secret club for boys only; and, the Revolting Cats were formed. In order to keep their secrets, they decided to call themselves the "Boyz Only Baseball Club"; and, they began to invite their friends.
When Bitsy got wind of this, and the fact that the boys even had their own clubhouse, (possible link to clubhouse page) she decided to start a girls only baseball club; and, "Bitsy's Whackers" was born.
One thing led to another; and, the girls challenged the boys to a big baseball game.
Of course, the boys never really intended to play baseball. All they wanted to do was hang around their clubhouse and look at kitty magazines and drink catnip cocktails; so, they staged a major protest!! (link to protest march?).
To make matters even worse, a couple of the boys infiltrated the girls message board, so Bitsy took matters into her own hands and published the official group pictures of Bitsy's Whackers (link to the group photos), being sure to include these infiltraters (sp?) in cheerleader costumes.
As things heated up between the boys and the girls, the big game had to be postponed until April 1st, due to rain.
Stay tuned for further developments. This will definitely be the event of the season, complete with competition, food, games and booths.
It all started out innocently enuff, well, dat is, if boys ken be innocent!! A few of da boys were hanging out at da Trail's End Bar, as usual; and, next fing mew know, dey started complaining about dere bossy sisfurs!! What nerve!! Den, one of doze boys suggested a secret club for boys only; and, the Revolting Cats were formed. Yep, dey are revolting boys!! Then, jes to try to fool us girls, they decided to call themselves the "Boyz Only Baseball Club"; and, they began to invite their revolting friends.
Purrty soon, Queen Bitsy got wind of dis, and da fact dat da boys even had dere own clubhouse, (possible link to clubhouse page), so she decided to start a girls only baseball club; and, "Bitsy's Whackers" was born.
One fink led to anofur; and, da girls challenged da boys to a big baseballs game.
'Course, da boys nefur really intended to play baseballs. All dey wanted to do was hang around dere clubhouse and look at kitty magazines and drink catnip cocktails; so, they staged a major purrtest!! (link to potest march?)
To make matfurs efun worse, a couple of the boys infiltrated the girls message board; so, Bitsy took matfurs into her own hands and published the official group picfurs of Bitsy's Whackers (link to the group photos?), wiff a furry special picfur of dese sneaky boys.....in pink cheerleader costumes!!! Dey da laffing stock of da infurnet now!!
As fings heated up between da boys and da girls, da big game haf to be postponed until April 1st, due to rain.
Watch fur further develpments in da next Purrsuader. No kitty will want to miss dis furry impurrtant baseballs game, which will be da event of da season, complete wiff competition, food, games and booths.
Respectfurly submitted, Littlefoot, Bambi & Sara Purroud memfurs of Bitsy's Whackers
Oh, Hen, I nefur seed snow befur!! Duz mew guys fink we shud stops and tastes it?
Does Mew York allas look like dis? All white? And cold !!!!! Brrrrr .... And that huge animule? Pretty scary looking.
Oh meow I nebbur benn to mewyork city ebburr. Dis is furry fazanating. Oh mew I has seen snows befur but it was nffur dis white and so fluffy..Oh Keek I bet we could eats dis snows. Bet one puroblem. Da horse purobaly peed in it. So if mew see yellow snow stay far away frum it. Oh maybe we can has a snow ball fights Can we stops at da park and play awhile???
Stop? Right by that horse thing? Who pees rite in the snow? I don't think so ...
I wanna pee in da snow!!
Brrrreeeow, I feal like peein in da snow myownself! Affur all, if da horse kin do it, why cant we?
Yeah, we cud rite our names wit it to let efurryone know we wuz here.
Duz mew fink dat horsie noze how to gets to Amos and Andy's house? Ken any of mew guys talks horsie and aks him?
Hay...I likes diz riting my name in da snowz!
Hay guyz, dere's a Mew Yorrk Kop! Youse axe him, Keek!
A Kop? Oh no - I don't haff a driver's license.
Mew York Kop
What youse is doin there is aginst da law! I iz haulin youse into da purrecinct as soon as I finish eetin dis donut.
Whatz?? Wetz gitz dis haybagz rollinz Keek* Cant mew whipz her into a pink flurryz???
Hey - Jes watches me fly outta here. Vroom ... Vroooommmm ... Vrooooommmmmmm