Clarence Coyote and Project Courier - Part 36 - Different Roads in Life - SFW Version by moyomongoose < Submission

Keywords male 1115081, female 1004844, cub 251003, fox 232838, bear 45085, lynx 13106, coyote 11282, car 7101, church 379, pit bull 332, new mexico 297, year 1960 283, highway 281, theft 268, hound dog 105, vandalism 81, tree house 63, laundromat 38, baseball game 3

Part 36 consists of two chapters.

THE VIRTUOUS OF WHOLESOME FAMILIES

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SUNDAY, AUGUST 7th, 1960

On Sunday mornings, Al and Marge Coyote, with their cubs, have always attended the church in Santa Rosa they've been members of for years. On this particular Sunday morning, Pastor Warren Brown Bear preached a sermon on "Cubs Obey Your Parents".
During the sermon, Pastor Bear read scripture from Ephesians 6 and, then went on to say;

"	"You cubs hearing my voice this morning have a duty to your parents to give to them obedience and honor. Likewise, you parents have a duty to your cubs to give to them discipline and instruction, and to raise them up in the proper direction in which they should go in life."

Pastor Warren Brown Bear then read scripture from Exodus 20. And when he elaborated on the message behind it, it hit Clarence like a ton of bricks over what almost happened the day before when Al and Marge took the cubs out driving on the Indian service roads west of Albuquerque.
Pastor Bear mentioned;

"Having reverence for your parents instruction will go well with you so you may live long on this Earth...I known of two cases in my lifetime of rebellious teenagers, one of whom I graduated high school with. Their own rebelion led them down the road in life to their own demise and are no longer around.
Therefore, you cubs would do well to remember your parents instructions are like a lamp to guide you."

As Clarence sort of crouched down on the church pew, Rex whispered, "Pastor Brown Bear's preaching about Clarence today".
Jed and Donna giggled at Rex's remark, followed by Al whispering to the cubs, "You're in church. You cubs behave".
"You've done things before where this sermon would apply to you too", Marge whispered to Rex.
Of course, that reminded Rex of how back in April, a kite in a tree for two months was testimony to all four cubs disobeying Mom and Dad.
Pastor Brown Bear continued;

"	"Do you know what the biggest difference is between a cub who will grow up to be wise, and a cub who will grow up to be a fool?...Wise cubs accept their parents discipline and instruction, and foolish cubs reject it."

"Amen", could be heard from several members throughout the congregation.
It almost felt to Clarence that Pastor Warren Brown Bear was calling him a fool. After all, yesterday at that railroad crossing, Al did tell Clarence to wait after that freight train went by. But by disobeying Daddy Al, Clarence almost drove that Chrysler 300 into the path of a speeding passenger train on the other track. The consequences would have been far more severe than cubs stealing cookies from a cookie jar...If it had not been for Al getting that Chrysler stopped as soon as he did, he, Clarence and Jed wouldn't be sitting in church that Sunday morning. And Pastor Warren Brown Bear would have been conducting closed casket funeral services for them later that week.
Not to mention it would have left Marge, in addition to grieving over the loss of loved ones, paying for damage to a train locomotive that exceeded the limits of their automobile liability insurance.
Pastor Brown Bear also read scripture of the Old Testament account of Uzzah reaching out and touching the Arc of the Covenant to stop it from falling off of a cart.
Pastor Bear went on to say;

"The Lord commanded that the Arc of the Covenant was to be moved with poles, and anyone who touched it or looked into it would be struck dead. Uzzah should have allowed the Arc to fall to the ground. The bearers could have picked it back up with the poles without touching it.
This typifies so many cubs and teens who might mean well by thinking they have a better way of doing things than what they were told...Your own game plan so to speak. But regardless how good your intentions may be, rejecting the instruction of you parents is a form of rebellion."

Needless to say, those words rang deep with a spirit of conviction for Clarence.
Pastor Brown Bear then mentioned;

"Out of all fairness, I must also say this...Not all cubs who grow up wrong are the fault of the cubs. Sometimes it is the result of failed parents. There are parents who will by fault of their own raise a fool...My wife and I personally know a pit bull couple, who's names I will not mention, who are such failed parents. The husband is a big shot building contractor, less than honest I can tell you, and has more money than most of us will see in a lifetime. They have two sons whom they have never disciplined and always let them have their way. Today their sons are now in their teens, already been in jail, and are the most spoiled, arrogant, ungrateful, rebellious fools you can find around these parts. There's another pit bull teen who prowls around with them. And from what I've been told, his parents didn't raise him any better either...They are prime examples of where the parents are to blame".

Many members of the congregation knew who the pastor was talking about...Reginald and Diana Pitbull and their two sons, Biff and Richie...as well as Gaston.
Pastor Warren Brown Bear preached a well informative sermon that Sunday morning on cubs obeying their parents, and parents raising their cubs. And after the benediction and alter call, everyone was dismissed in prayer...after which, everyone lingered around a while to fellowship a little before leaving.
Al and Marge did tell Pastor Brown Bear of the close call they had at the railroad crossing the day before when they were letting the cubs drive the cars on the Indian service roads. Of course, back in the day, it was not unusual for those living in rural parts of the country to afford the opportunity to their cubs to drive cars either on back roads or on a large parcel of land such as a farm.
"Boy, I sure did learn yesterday what you were saying today", Clarence said to Pastor Brown Bear.
Pastor Brown Bear then said to Al, Marge and the cubs, "You know...Day before yesterday, a strong inspiration came over me to preach on this topic today. At the time I had no idea what brought on that inspiration, but I followed it anyway. Since you told me this, I now know there was a divine intervention behind that inspiration".
"It had to have been," Marge said to Pastor Bear. "Your sermon was amazingly synonymous with what almost happened yesterday".
"And to think I wasn't even aware of it until now", Pastor Bear replied. "Yet that strong inspiration for the last two days led me to preach on it".
"I'd say surely not a coincidence", Al added.
  Frank and Wanda Coyote, who are neighbors of Al, Marge and their cubs, were also long time members of that church in Santa Rosa.
When Al and Marge told Frank and Wanda of their experience the day before, Frank said to Al, "Wow. You and the boys who were with you are lucky to be alive".
Frank and Wanda's adult son, Jerald, mentioned, "If it's the area I'm thinking of, the Super Chief goes pretty fast through there".
"I'd say it was going around 80 or 90 mph", Al replied.
"Gosh. I'm so glad you all are okay", said Jerald's wife, Cindy, who was by this time pregnant with her and Jerald's first cub.
"Same here, I can assure you", Frank and Wanda's teenage daughter, Dotty, affirmed.
Frank and Wanda's younger daughter, Sheryl, who is Clarence'a age, and is Clarence's girl friend, hugged Clarence, telling him, "I would be so sad and miss you if that train hit you".
As Clarence hugged Sheryl in return, Pastor Brown Bear chuckled and remarked, "If I'm still pastor of this church ten years from now, who knows, I might be the one conducting Sheryl and Clarence's marriage someday".
Though little did Pastor Bear even know in his wildest dreams, Clarence was from the future. If and when the time travel machine is operational again for Clarence to return to 2018, he wouldn't be born yet until Janurary of 2010, which was still a half century away.
The coyotes reminisced about the times Frank and Wanda use to take Jerald and Dotty out driving before Sheryl was born...Jereld and Dotty were little cubs back then, and that was when Frank and Wanda still had their old 1947 Chevy they later traded for their 1955 Chevy wagon they now have.
"My parents use to take my brothers and sisters and I driving when I was a cub", Pastor Brown Bear mentioned. "My dad owned a Ford Model T back then".
"Petals worked different on those Model Ts", Frank said.
"And the one my dad owned was built before they had starters on them too", Pastor Bear said. "You had to delay the spark and crank it by paw to get it started".
Clarence asked Pastor Bear, "Did you ever know of anyone who didn't get their paw away from the cranker in time once the car got started?".
"What do you mean, Clarence?", Pastor Bear asked. "I don't quite follow what you're asking".
"Like when the cranker is spinning round and round when the car is running", Clarence replied as everyone else laughed.
"Oh those didn't spin with the motor", Pastor Brown Bear assured Clarence. "Those were rachet action. That crank lever just stayed still when the motor was running".
"Oh, I always thought they spun as the motor ran", Clarence said.
"A crank lever spinning with the motor would spin out of balance to begin with", Frank mentioned.
"That it would", Al affirmed.
Jerald mentioned, "I remember when I was about four years old, I use to think how a car worked was that the cooling fan was a propeller that the motor spun to pull the car along".
"Like an airplane", Frank chuckled.
Marge admitted, "Back when I was a four year cub, I use to think the steering wheel was the speed control for a car".
"We all have strange misconceptions about how things work at that age", Pastor Brown Bear mentioned. "I remember when I was a cub, I was surprised to find out that car tires were not solid rubber".
The coyotes conversed with Pastor Bear and other members of the congregation a little while longer before finally heading back home to Duran.
Before leaving the church, the cubs wanted to have the back seats down as a cargo area in the station wagon. Thus Al and Marge folded the rear seat down, as well as the very back jump seat. That way, the cubs can lounge out and relax on a broad, carpeted, cargo area for the ride home.

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On the way home, as Marge drove, Al and Marge had a conversation on how good of a sermon Pastor Warren Brown Bear delivered that morning.
As they rode along Highway 54, some good songs played on the radio in that Plymouth station wagon.

THE COASTERS - ''ZING! WENT THE STRINGS OF MY HEART'' (1958)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EW62xr7cDb0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xJmcwb2oRl4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uUyrSMe7zVY

1956 Mills Brothers - Standing On The Corner
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xOQod12ZP40
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ZMf5fwR8go
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3M8iWPGhPM

Bobby Darin - Beyond the sea
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptsa21ULFSo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F-iHDPYJDj4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUG0a35xHw8

As they went over the Santa Fe Railroad crossing while coming through the city of Vaughn, Clarence mentioned that in the months he's been with the family in 1960, he has never seen the Super Chief coming through Vaughn.
"The Super Chief doesn't run on this line of the Santa Fe", Al said to Clarence. "It goes by on a different line north of here".
"It comes and goes in Albuquerque on a line from the north", Marge added.
"Then the line runs west of Albuquerque", Al explained. "That's where we almost got hit yesterday".
After leaving Vaughn heading south on Highway 54, they past by the rock formation on the left that hides the site of the time machine landing. Of course a utility building had been built around it to conceal it from any curiosity seekers who might happen upon it.
As they arrived to their home community of Duran, coming in on Highway 54, Al and Marge stopped at the cafe' on the north end of Duran...That's where they usually have lunch on Sunday after church, which gives Marge some time off from cooking being it is a Sunday.
After the 1960 Plymouth Fury wagon, driven by Marge, with Al and the cubs, pulled in to the parking lot of the cafe', the green 1955 six cylinder Chevy wagon, driven by Frank Coyote, with Wanda, Dotty and Sheryl, also pulled into the parking lot. Also pulling into the parking lot of the cafe' was the 1952 Pontiac, driven Jerald, with his wife Cindy.
As everyone got out of their cars, it was agreed that the families would dine at the cafe' as a party of 12, rather than the families sit at separate tables. This would make it easier for everyone to socialize during lunch. Of course, once inside, and a few tables were moved together to accommodate a large party, Clarence and Sheryl sat side by side, being they were in love as much as they've ever been.
"My we have a big gathering today", the waitress, Victoria Lynx, said as she and the coyotes greeted each other.
Victoria Lynx is Ryan and Janice Lynx's mom, thus she is one of the long time locals in the community.
"Will this be separate tickets?", Victoria asked.
"All on one ticket", Al answered as everyone agreed to chip in equal for the tab and the tip.
As Victoria Lynx was taking everyone's orders she asked Cindy Coyote, "How's the little one coming along?"
"He, or she, kicks once in a while lately", Cindy proudly replied.
"Anthony is usually here this time a day on a Sunday", Frank mentioned. "Is he working today?"
"No. He's back at the house trailer right now with Ryan and Janice", Victoria replied.

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Anthony Lynx is Ryan and Janice's dad. He's a power line maintenance worker for the Public Service Company of New Mexico (PNM), and usually has Sundays off.
Once Victoria Lynx took everyone's orders, she then placed the ticket up at the cooks window. And about 25 minutes later, lunch is served. Those get togethers at the cafe' after church on Sundays were always a relaxing dining experience with good atmosphere and enjoyable socializing. During one of the moments Victoria Lynx wasn't busy with other customers, Al and Marge told her of yesterday's incident when Al, Clarence and Jed were almost hit by the train.
"Seems your dad had a good reason for you to wait after that other train went by", Victoria said to Clarence.
"I know that now", Clarence replied, then added, "And not to get doubled crossed by double tracks either".
"Well, I think listening to instruction from your father and I was the more valuable of the two lessons", Marge said to Clarence.
"I believe we were all renegades to a degree when we were growing up", Victoria Lynx mentioned.
"Isn't that the truth", Marge agreed.
"I have to admit", Frank Coyote said, then continued, "Most of the trouble I use to get into as a cub were those times I thought I knew more than what my mom and dad knew".
"Often enough, my disobedience as a cub was the old cookie jar caper", Frank's wife, Wanda, admitted. "For some reason, my siblings and I always thought we could get away with it".
"I think that old cookie jar caper is the among the more common among cubs", Al mentioned.
"My sisters and I use to get paddled when we were cubs on several occasions for stealing cookies", Victoria Lynx admitted.
"We got in trouble this year when Dad caught us spinning the record player to make it sound like chipmunks", Jed mentioned.
"Oh, by the way. Your dad and I did discover the record with Climb Every Mountain on it was ruined too", Marge informed the cubs.
The cubs weren't expecting the ruined record to be found out about for another year or so yet...beyond parental statute of limitation so to speak.
"I gotta run for a minute", Victoria said as she went to wait on a family of genets who came in.
After enjoying good conversation and a great lunch, Al, Frank and Jerald chipped in on the bill and the tip...the tip being a generous one that Victoria Lynx thanked them for.
From the cafe', the rest of the way home was just a short drive of several hundred feet down Highway 54, then left on State Route 3 for several hundred feet including crossing over the Southern Pacific Railroad tracks, and finally a right toward Cedar Street.
Once back home in the neighborhood, Jed, Clarence, Rex, Donna and some of the other neighbor cubs got together and formed two baseball teams. Some of the cubs, including; Jed, Rex, Ryan Lynx and Randy Fox had catcher's mits. And Ryan Lynx had a baseball and a genuine Louisville Slugger baseball bat that Santa Bear had brought him on Christmas of 1958, which he let the cubs on both teams use. Frank supplied some sandbags for the cubs to use for bases which were set up on the edge of the open desert area just outside of Duran where the game was to be played. The adult male Coyotes; Frank, Jerald and Al, as well as Anthony Lynx, served as umpires. Marge, Wanda, and Cindy would bring out water, drinks and treats for everyone during the game.

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Though Victoria Lynx was still on her waitress shift at the cafe', her shift was over in time for her to attend the later part of the game. And Victoria didn't miss out on most of the game anyway, being that the cubs decided they wanted to extend the game to late in the afternoon...which the parents did agree to.
It was a great and wonderful time for everyone, and by 5:15 in the afternoon, everyone decided to call game done. Needless to say, being the game was played on open desert on a summer afternoon in August, everyone was looking forward to getting a shower.
At Al and Marge Coyote's house, the cubs got their shower first, which they shared turns at the same time getting their shower. Being young siblings, it was common to shower together, and they were okay with that. ....Though one thing that did feel a bit strange to Clarence wasn't so much showering with his step brothers and step sister. It had dawned on Clarence that his fellow step siblings he shares the shower with would be grand parents in the year 2018 when Clarence returns to his day and time still as an eight year old cub.
Then Al and Marge got their shower as the cubs were getting dressed.
After everyone had their showers, everyone had gotten towel dried and was dressed for the evening.
Just before sundown, Jed, Rex Clarence and Donna, along with a few of the neighborhood cubs they played baseball with earlier, played in the treehouse a while. Clarence's girl friend in 1960, Sheryl, was among the neighborhood cubs who played in the treehouse that evening. And when the cubs finally came down out of the treehouse a while after nightfall, Clarence and Sheryl remained a while longer.

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Clarence and Sheryl were alone together at the treehouse as they sat on the surrounding porch side by side and watched the stars through the tree limbs.

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The evening was typical of an August evening in that it was really warm, though there was also a summer breeze that kept the evening feeling pleasant. They hugged and cuddled as they sat on the edge that treehouse porch dangling their legs past the railing. It was certainly a romantic evening for both of the cubs.
As they sat alone together on the porch of the treehouse, Sheryl said to Clarence, "I know I'm gonna miss you when they get that time machine fixed".
"I will too", Clarence assured Sheryl as they continued gazing at the stars.
Sheryl, realizing Clarence does have a family to go back to in 2018, asked Clarence, "If you go back to the future, will we ever see each other again?"
"I think so", Clarence answered. "But I think by then, you'll be old and grown up and all. And I'll still be a cub".
"Oh, that would be so weird", Sheryl replied. "But I still love you".
"Oh, Sheryl, I love you too", Clarence assured Sheryl. "I just wish we were born in the same day and time".
"Oh how lovely that could have been", Sheryl surmised as she snuggled up to Clarence.

Below is a version of Clarence and Sheryl in the treehouse drawn by

MrRoseLizard

Clarence and Sheryl realized their relationship was not something that had a future to it being that it was only because Clarence had traveled back in time that he and Sheryl were presently at the same age. Normally, they were born 58 years apart. However, Clarence and Sheryl would still savor those precious moments to their fullest as long as they had each other being at the same age, until it would be time for Clarence to return to the future.

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Thus for the time being, Clarence and Sheryl simply spent more quality time together sitting on the treehouse porch and gazing at the stars.
After Clarence and Sheryl had been together in at treehouse for forty five minutes, Marge called Clarence that supper was ready. Supper was also ready at Frank and Wanda's house as they were calling to Sheryl to come down out of the treehouse to come home.
Marge prepared some soup and sandwiches for dinner. In addition she had baked two home made apple pies. The soup and sandwiches were really good, and when it came time to cut the apple pies, everyone had to agree there was no place and no one around that can make as good of apple pies as Marge can make, with the exception of the apple pies that Marge's mother, Alma, in Corona can make. That recipe has been passed down through Marge's mom's side of the family for three generations. And they had some vanilla ice cream to go with it too, which made it even better.
After supper, everyone relaxed and watched TV for a while until about 9:30 in the evening. And when it was getting time to turn in for the night, there was enough apple pie and ice cream for everyone to have 2nd helpings before going to bed.
For the family, life is good, and this was truly a day that consisted of America, baseball and apple pie.

PRODUCTS OF DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILIES

Since shortly after dark, Biff Pitbull and his younger brother, Richie, were out cruising in their dad's 1959 Cadillac with their sidekick, Gaston, and accompanied with their girlfriends.

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Some of the songs on the car radio included the following;
Rama Lama Ding Dong-The Edsels-original version-1958
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KStsPPgeka4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6qR3tQZC8s
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FSliAkQg68Y

Ray Smith - That's All Right
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHnNv5BLHTY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEal2a8dDuE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g3KHDAPl4AE

Red Berry - What A Dolly
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1zP1MOUemJo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCJ6tVWlnkc
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5evJEav1XaE

While cruising on Route 41 north of Moriarty, Biff, who was driving, asked, "Who's got the crow?".
"Hoowee...Here you go", Gaston, who was on the back seat behind Biff, replied after taking a swig from a 5th of Old Crow whiskey, then pawing it up front to Biff".
Biff took a swig with the bottle in one paw, and the other paw on the wheel, then exclaimed, "Yea, that get's it".
"I'm up for a sip", Biff's girlfriend, Sandra, said, who was riding on the front seat beside Biff.
"Here you go, Baby", Biff said as he pawed the bottle to Sandra.
Sandra took a swig, followed by exclaiming, "Mmmmm, WOO".
"Right here", Richie, who was riding shotgun on the front seat, said to Sandra.
After Sandra passed the bottle to Richie, he took a swig, then exclaimed, "Oh, shit yea".
Gaston's girl friend, Roxane, who was sitting on the middle of the rear seat next to Gaston, said to Richie, "Hey, Rich. Gimie here when you're done".
As Richie pawed the bottle back over to Roxane, Sandra mentioned, "You know. Ain't that some shit me and Biff are 18, and this state has their stupid ass drinking age laws at 21".
"Yea, what a drag...I mean really", Roxane retorted after taking a swig.
Richie's girl friend, Aiva, who was sitting behind Richie, said, "If only those geeky dorks would lower the drinking age to 18, we wouldn't have to pay some cheezy ass chizzler to buy our booze for us".
"That's right. Me or Biff could get it ourselves", Sandra retorted.
"That first dope we asked yesterday to get us this bottle about blew a fuse", Biff mentioned.
"Yea, that dweeb was a real blow hard", Sandra added. "A real Mr. Goodie Goodie".
"Hey, I ain't got a sip in a while", Aiva said.
"Somebody give Avia the bottle", Richie said.
"Here you go", Gaston said as he pawed the bottle to Aiva.
"And that shit where you can't buy booze on Sunday", Roxane retorted.
"That's why we get our Sunday booze on Saturdays", Biff affirmed.
A short while before 11:30 pm, Sandra, who was sitting next to Biff, took notice of the gas gauge in the instrument panel.
"Biff, you might want to check your gas gauge", Sandra said to Biff.
"Yea, you're right", Biff replied to Sandra. "Next station we see, we need to clip a few gallons".
The pit bull youths didn't have money for gas, but that lack of money presented no obstacle as they soon noticed a Flying A gas station up ahead along route 41.

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Biff pulled that '59 Cadillac over to the side of the road just short of being noticed around a curve in the road from the gas station, which was several hundred feet from the station.
"He he hooo", Richie laughed as he stepped out of the car to let Sandra out. "We all know the drill".
"Do your stuff, Girl", Biff said to Sandra as she exited the car.
"You got it", Sandra assured Biff as she began making her way on foot to the gas station 1,000 feet down the road.
A few minutes later, Sandra finally made her way to the Flying A gas station.
"How my I help you?", the station owner, an old hound dog, asked Sandra.
"Yes, please. I need to use your restroom", Sandra replied. "I've been hiking it for miles and I need to go potty".
"The restroom is right back down that hallway", The hound dog answered.
"Oh thank you", Sandra replied as she made her way to the female's restroom.
Once in the restroom, Sandra didn't really have to use the restroom. Without making too much noise, Sandra had pulled all the paper towels out of the dispenser and stuffed them in the toilet. Then she took the roll of toilet paper and tore off sheets and dropped them all over the bathroom floor. Then she tossed the remainder of the roll into the toilet bowl. Then with the toilet seat down, she peed all over the toilet seat. Once she was done messing up the restroom, she went out to see the attendant.
"No one can use that restroom", Sandra complained to the station owner. "Just come look at it".
"What seems to be the problem?", the the hound dog asked as he went back to check out the restroom.
"Oh my gosh!", he exclaimed, then said to Sandra, "I'm really sorry about this, Ma'am. The male's room is available though".
"I'd rather use the female's room", Sandra insisted.
"It's almost midnight. And hardly any customers come in this time a night", the station owner assured Sandra. "It will be okay".
"I'd still rather use the female's room", Sandra still insisted. "Pleeeaaassseee?"
"Okay okay, I'll get right on it. It has to be cleaned up sooner or later anyway", the hound dog agreed as he got the cleaning supplies and began cleaning up the mess.
"You know", the hound dog said as he was busy cleaning the restroom. "The last customer to use this restroom was a raccoon who was here with her husband and cubs two hours ago. But I sure didn't guess she'd be the kind to do something like this".
As the station owner continued cleaning the restroom, Sandra sneaked out the front door of the station and around the corner, then waved as a signal for Biff to start the car and drive over. Once the other pit bulls arrived in the Cadillac, Biff quietly backed the car to a gas pump without running over an air line...Those air lines are the rubber lines that sound off >ding ding< if you drive a car over them. Biff knew how to operate a gas station gas pump. So while the hound dog was still busy cleaning the restroom, Biff pumped the tank of that big Cadillac full of gas as Richie got out to let Sandra back into the car. Once the tank wouldn't hold any more, Biff hung the nozzle back up, put the gas cap back on, got in the car, and drove off. The six pit bull delinquents were getting a good laugh as they rode away.
"That stupid ass dork fell for it like a ton a bricks!", Richie proclaimed as everyone laughed while they were speeding at 85 mph through the night down Route 41, now with a tank full of gas.
"They always do", Biff replied as he drove along like there wasn't a care in the world.
"It gets us free gas anywho", Sandra remarked. "Got a good one over on that dopey dog".
"You did good", Biff complimented Sandra. "That gag gets 'em every time".
"I bet that dopey huley will never know we nabbed 20 gallons of gas from him", Gaston said.
"Nah...He won't miss it", Biff replied.
"I hooked some snacks on my way out", Sandra said as she passed around packeges of salted peanuts, cheese crackers, Oreos, and other assorted goodies that she had shoplifted on her way out.
"Mmmm, yummy, snack-a-roos", Gaston proclaimed. "I'll take some Malt-o-meal crackers".
"Gimme some Oreos. I like those", said Roxane.
"I'll take some of those cheese nabs", Aiva said.
"You have any of those stripey candies with the peanut butter inside?", Richie asked.
"Sure do", Sandra answered as she gave Richie a few of them.
"Oh I like those", Richie replied.
"How 'bout some Mary Janes? Got any of those?", Biff asked.
"Got those too", Sandra said, as she pawed a few of the bite size, molasses flavoured, taffy candies to Biff.
"Oh yeah. These are good", Biff exclaimed.
"As for me, I like plain, good ole fashion, salted peanuts", Sandra said as she opened a package of them.
"All goes to show ya. You ain't gotta have money to get whatcha want", Richie proclaimed as he was munching on an Atkinson's peanut butter bar.
"You got it, little brother", Biff replied to Richie as he was chewing on a Mary Jane.
As they rode north along Route 41, Gaston mentioned, "I wouldn't mind stealing that tow truck from that dizzy dork".

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"I'm told that dizzy dork keeps a gun under the counter", said Biff.
"Oh shit", Sandra replied.
"Isn't there that wimpy ass ferret that comes on shift at midnight?", Richie asked. "Ya know?...After that dopey hound dog goes home?".
"I was just getting to that", Biff replied, then explained, "We'll get that tow truck some night when that little twerp's holdin' down the fort".
"What about the gun?", Roxane asked.
"I don't think that slap happy little piece of shit even knows how to use a gun", Biff replied, "Besides, that yokal dokal hound probably takes that gun home with him every night anyway".
"We can jump that weaselly little nerd, stomp the livin' shit out of him, tie him up and lock him in a restroom. Then that tow truck is ours", Gaston proclaimed.
"You got the game plan down to a T", Biff complimented to Gaston.
"I wouldn't mind having that Ford parked out back", Richie proclaimed.

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"I'd bet that car probably belongs to that dopey huley hound", Gaston replied. "It's always there when he's there".
"It looks like a cheepo car anyway", Sandra interjected. "Ya dig? No thrills an spills. Just a plain ho hum car".
Biff then said to Richie. "What ever car that ferret owns though, we can nab that one for you".
"Cool", Richie replied. "I just hope whatever car he drives ain't some nerdy ass crate I wouldn't be caught dead in".
The pit bull youths then cruised on up to Santa Fe on 41, then took route 47 south into Albuquerque. It was driving a horseshoe of about 70 miles, but who's worried when you get gas for free.
It was almost 1:30 am when the pit bulls came riding into Albuquerque on 47 in that '59 Cadillac.
"You know, we're like, needing some moolah", Gaston mentioned. "Whada ya say we hunt down some gum ball machines".
"We have a better idea in mind", Biff said to Gaston. "I know where there's an all night laundromat".
"Biff told me about it", Sandra added. "And it doesn't have an attendant".
"We loaded some wrecking bars and mallets in the trunk of our dad's car to pop the money boxes with", Richie said. "And we got some of our dad's empty sand bags to put the money in".
"I loaded some sledge hammers in case we need them too", Biff said.
"So no more gum ball machines?", Gaston asked.
"Yea, the way I see it, this should pay off better than messin' with those crappy ass gum ball machines", Biff affirmed.
"Me and Biff believe there's more money in popping washers and dryers", Sandra assured the others.
"We'll be rich rich rich", Aiva proclaimed. "We're gonna move up in the world".
"Hell yeah", Gaston replied.
It was a short while before 2:00 am when Biff and the gang arrived to the laundromat. It was a nicely maintained laundromat, fairly well lit, and there were no customers there this time a night.
"I don't think anyone will drop in to do laundry while were here", Richie mentioned as Biff opened the trunk for everyone to get the tools.
"Somebody would have to be out of their fucken mind to be doing laundry this time a night", Biff said.
Once everyone grabbed some tools, Biff said to everyone, "Let's get going. That money's waitin' for the takin' ".
Once inside the laundromat, Richie attempted to pop the lock plate off the front of the money box on the first of the commercial Heubsch dryers by using a mallet and a flat wrecking bar on it. Although Richie was denting up the dryer pretty good, he couldn't pop the lock plate off the box.
"Here, let me try! I'll beat the holy livin' shit out of it with this!, Gaston exclaimed as he went pounding the Hell out of it as hard as he can with a 16 pound sledge hammer.
Fortunately for the pit bulls, no one was in the vicinity of the laundromat that time of night. As Gaston went smashing on that Huebsch dryer, the banging noise was loud enough to where you'd think it would wake up the dead.
Gaston made the top portion of the dryer look like a freight train hit it, but that little panel on the money box still didn't pop off.
"Let me at it", Biff said as he stuck a crow bar under the lock that holds a large top access panel closed.
Without too much effort, Biff was able to pop the whole access panel open as the others cheered. And because the money box was built into the access panel, the back side of it was now exposed being that the panel was opened.
"The back of the box don't look as strong", Richie said.
"I bet it isn't", Biff replied as he stuck the crow bar up under the hinges of the now opened access panel.
Biff then ripped the access panel off the dryer with the crow bar as the others cheered and laughed. Then he jerked the panel away from the dryer snapping the electrical wires leading to it.
Biff then dropped the access panel on the floor face down. Then when Biff gave the money box a hard whack with the crow bar like swinging a golf club, the box flew apart and nickles flew everywhere.
"MONEYYYYYY!", Gaston exclaimed.
"We hit the jack pot!", Sandra proclaimed.
"This is better than that penny Annie shit we were getting from gum ball machines!", Biff announced.
As everyone scrambled to pick up all the nickles to put into the sandbags, Richie said, "It looks like popping that panel is the easiest way in".
"That's the Achilles heel to these sons of a bitches", Biff affirmed. "Ya gotta get the money box from behind".
"Yeah, that little lock plate on front ain't comin' off", Gaston added.
As Biff went to the next Huebsch dryer, he used the same method by beating up the lock that holds the access panel closed with mallet, then using a crow bar to pop the panel open, then ripping it off. The others followed Biff's lead and tore into the dryers the same way...There were four crow bars they had brought with them, so they took turns as the sand bags began filling up with their heist of nickles.
At some point, they found out it wasn't necessary to tear the upper access panel off. All they had to do was hold the access panel out horizontal while someone else whacked the money box off the back side of the panel with a steel mallet.
"YEAAAHHHH!", they all cheered when a money box would hit the floor with nickles scattering everywhere. Then they scrambled to collect up the loot.
After all the dryers had been cleaned out of coins, Richie opened a dryer door and announced, "Hey everybody! Get a loada this!"
Richie then whacked out the round glass window of the dryer door with a crow bar as tempered glass granules shattered out like an explosion.
As everyone were laughing, Biff said, "I'll show you one better".
After having everyone stand back out of the way, Biff swung a crow bar like swinging a baseball bat as hard as he could against the open dryer door with enough force to partially fold it as everyone laughed.
"The new style in dryer doors?", Aiva laughed.
"Yea. Boomerang", Gaston replied.
"Watch this!", Roxane said as she batter rammed a sledge hammer through the window of another dryer.
Biff stuck a crow bar where the dryer door he had folded was hinged on and began tearing it off. By now, the pit bull delinquents now had intent on also trashing the machines for the fun of it as long as they were there.
Everyone cheered as Biff finally succeeded in tearing the door off the dryer.
Richie then smashed open the detergent dispenser vending machine with a 16 pound sledge hammer as everyone laughed.
"More moneeeyyyy", Gaston proclaimed as dimes went flying out of the detergent vending machine.
"Wow! Dimes!", Sandra proclaimed. "The real deal".
"And free little boxes laundry soap too", Aiva replied as the small boxes of laundry detergent now lay scattered all over the floor.
Gaston took a sledge hammer and repeatedly smashed a stainless steel laundry sink until fell off of the wall...And now busted water pipes were shooting water across the place and all over the floor as the smashed up sink laid on the floor.
"A fucken fountian, Cat", Richie laughed, pointing at the busted off water pipes.
"Yeah. A Sideways fountain", Gaston laughed as the busted pipes continued flooding the floor.
"Let's see what we can do about breaking into these washers", Biff said. "We can bust shit up after we get our money".
The Speed Queen commercial front load washers were put together differently than the Huebsch dryers were. The washers didn't have a top access panel in front.
"How do we break into [/b]these?", Gaston asked as he and the others examined a Speed Queen washer for a weak point.
However, the pit bulls soon figured out by prying and tearing the tops off them, that gained them access to the money box inside.
"Piece of cake", Biff proclaimed as they tore the first top off one of the Speed Queens.
After Biff tossed the top aside, Richie turn a laundry buggy up side down to serve as a step stool then reached down into the washer to begin beating the money box with a steel mallet.
"Aw shit! Son of a bitch! And they were dimes too!", Richie retorted as the money box busted open only for all the dimes to fall down inside the machine.
"Dimes? I hated loosing those", Sandra exclaimed.
All the dimes sounded like little plinko chips bouncing off the parts inside that Speed Queen washer on their way down.
"Someone hold a sand bag spread out under the next one", Biff recommended.
Once the top was torn off the next Speed Queen washer, Aiva used an overturned laundry buggy as a step stool to reach down and stretch a sand bag under the money box. Roxane then stood on another overturned laundry buggy and repeatedly beat the money box with a mallet. And once the money box began to break open, nearly all of the dimes were captured on the sand bag as Aiva held it under, with only a few dimes being lost down inside the machine.
"Yea, we got dimes now", Roxane proclaimed. "The real money".
"That idea works, Biff", Richie said. "You're a genius".
Gaston, Richie, Biff and Sandra then went to work in teams of two prying and tearing the tops off the rest of the Speed Queens. Then they used some overturned laundry buggies as step stools to reach down at the money boxes with mallets and sand bags.
By now, the floor of the laundromat was getting flooded pretty good from where Gaston smashed the sink off the wall..
After robbing a washer, Gaston, Richie, Biff and Sandra, joined by Aiva and Roxane, scooted their overturned laundry buggies across the water flooded floor to the next washers to be robbed.
"We're getting rich", Roxane proclaimed as they continued destroying and robbing the Speed Queens. As tops of the washers were thrown out of the way, they splashed water up as they hit the flooded floor of the laundromat.
"We're in the money now!", Roxane boasted after all the Speed Queens were made devoid all their dimes, except for that first one the dimes fell down into.
All the money they robbed from the washers and dryers and from the detergent vending machine added up to almost $450 in nickles and dimes, though they did not take the time to count it while at the laundromat. That $450 was almost a 4th of what a low price new car would cost back in those days. $450 in 1960 was like nearly $5,000 in 21st Century economy.
"Evidently, the drip who owns this joint doesn't collect the money very often", Biff mentioned.
"Who's complaining?...Not me", Sandra replied.
"I wonder how much we have", Aiva pondered.
"We'll have time to count it after we get outa here", Biff replied.
"Anybody want a Coke", Richie asked, pointing out a soda vending machine in the laundromat.
"Hell yeah", Gaston replied, "All this bustin' up shit made me thirsty".
"There's money in that Coke machine too", Biff added.
With that said, everyone commenced to attacking the Coke Cola machine with crow bars and sledge hammers...But it was to no avail...Back in those days, soda vending machines were built stout, and made of heavy gauge steel. Though the pit bulls were able to beat, bang and bash up the vending machine, they still couldn't get it open.
"Aw the Hell with it", Biff retorted as they gave up on the soda vending machine.
"It looks like shit anyway after we got done with it", Richie remarked as everyone laughed.
They had that Coke Cola machine looking like it had been dropped from a crane several times.
"I guess we could use a Coke anywho", Richie said as everyone felt like getting a Coke Cola.
Back in 1960, a Coke only cost a nickle. Sandra was the first one to put a nickle in, but because they had beat the machine up, it no longer worked.
"Cheatin' as pieceo shit", Sandra retorted as the machine wouldn't give the nickle back.
"Aw, Sugar Pot", Biff said to his girl friend, Sandra. "We already taught that machine a lesson anyway".
Now that the young pit bull delinquents got their sand bags jam packed full of the money they had come after, they decided to finish wrecking the laundromat machines for shits -n- giggles before they left. Thus they had themselves a blast and a ball bashing out the rest of the windows on the washers and dryers as they walked around in an inch of water from where Gaston had smashed the sink off the wall earlier.
"This one's a fresh air washer", Richie laughed as he bashed a window out of a Speed Queen washer.
Roxane flipped a couple of laundry folding tables up side down as the tops of them slapped and splashed the water which flooded the floor. Then she broke a few table legs off.
"Wait 'till those Formica tops separate from those tables", Gaston laughed, referring to the fact they were now in an inch of water.
Biff bashed the windows out of a few more Huebsch dryers, then stuck a long crow bar through the window openings in the dryer doors, then pulled back on the bar and twisted the doors.
"These machines won't dry cloths worth a shit now. But at least they got some character", Biff laughed.
"Yeah. Works of art", Gaston added as everyone laughed.
Gaston then picked up a crow bar and also twisted some dryer doors.
Richie whacked a crease across the front of one of the Speed Queens with a crow bar, then did the same thing to two more.
Sandra poked several ceiling tiles out with a crow bar...And it was not a suspended ceiling where new panels could have easily been dropped into place. It was the kind of ceiling made from fiber tiles tacked in place, which were common in those days. Chunks of fiber ceiling tile were now floating on the water flooding the floor.
"What the Hell is that?", Sandra exclaimed as everyone heard smash sounds coming from the restroom.
"Fuck!", Richie exclaimed.
Aiva had gone into the restroom with a sledge hammer and smashed the toilet to pieces.
"I hope nobody has to take a shit now!", Biff laughed as more water came running from the restroom.
"There's always the sink to shit in!", Richie laughed.
"I'll fix that", Aiva laughed, as brought the sledge hammer down on the sink shattering it off of the wall".
Biff and Gaston each picked up a sledge hammer and went around smashing dents into the Huebsch dryers. Sandra, Richie, Avia and Roxane followed Biff and Gaston's lead by picking up the four crow bars and commenced working over the Speed Queen washers.
After they were done, they all stood back and had a good laugh at the damage they inflicted on the machines.
"Those sons of a bitches are toast", Richie laughed.
"Probably totaled...Some of them anyway", Biff surmised.
The laundromat had a metal trash can with a lid (the curbside trash kind). Biff took the lid off, discovered the can was full of trash, then he picked the trash can up and threw it across the laundromat. Everyone laughed as the trash can went bouncing and tumbling over the wrecked Speed Queen washers as trash scattered everywhere, including trash falling down into the topless machines.
"Wow! What a mess", Sandra said as the now empty trash can fell to the water flooded floor and bounced a few times.
The young delinquent pit bulls then took turns flying the trash can lid like a Frizby into things.
"Flyin' saucer!", Richie proclaimed as he sailed the lid at one of the concrete block walls.
Aiva then picked up the now dented lid off the water flooded floor and proclaimed, "Watch out, everybody! Crack pots from Mars!", then sailed it like a Frizby bouncing it off some Speed Queens.
"Yeah! They escaped from a booby hatch on Mars", Gaston said as he gave the lid a whirl into the remains of the detergent vending machine that still hung on the wall.
By the way...The little boxes of detergent scattered from the vending machine that Richie had trashed earlier were soaked and soggy in flood water. And there was trash floating on the water from the trash can that Biff had recently thrown.
Biff then began stomping the metal trash can flat as water splashed out from under the can with each stomp.  Gaston made his way to a Huebsch dryer with a crow bar. Gaston then began attempting to tear off the dryer door with the crow bar...Because Biff had torn a dryer door off earlier, Gaston wanted to tear one off too.
After Gaston succeeded tearing the door off the dryer, Roxane said to Gaston, "Let's fold that door over. I've just thought of something that would be funny".
So Roxane had Gaston, Aiva and Sandra stand on one side of the dryer door as it laid on the water flooded floor, as she, Biff and Richie folded the other side of the door upward with crow bars. With the door now folded in an L shape, Roxane tossed it into a dryer that still had it's top access panel intact to it.
"You're doing door to door laundry?", Sandra asked Roxane as everyone laughed.
"Watch this", Roxane said as she lifted the dryer's access panel out and put a nickle in the coin slot. Roxane then caught the nickle in her paw as she turned the knob with her other paw to start the machine running.
Everyone got a good hardy laugh as the dryer tumbled the folded door that came off another dryer, as it sounded off in the rotating dryer drum >Bum bam thoomp clang boong chunk bump clang bop boop bop thoonk bang thump wabang wabang boomp bomp clang...<. And because the glass window had been busted out of the dryer, the noise can be heard even louder.
"That's fucken funny as shit", Richie laughed as everyone else was laughing.
"That one's a real knee slapper", Biff said in laughter to Roxane.
"That's what..."Gaston laughed. "That's what you get when you wash your clothes in hard water".
"Here we go", Roxane laughed as she put the nickle through for more time on the machine.
Everyone laughed even more as Roxane put the nickle through over and over and over again.
"That's enough time on that dryer to run it all night", Biff laughed.
Back in the day, a nickle would run a dryer in that laundromat for 15 minutes. Roxan put that nickle through more than 30 times, which will run it from the present time of 2:35 am to well after sunrise in the morning.
"Let's get a few more running", Richie announced as he too started repeatedly running a nickle through another dryer, and catching the nickle in his paw when it fell out of where a money box use to be.
Biff, Sandra, Gaston and Avia then each ran a nickle repeatedly through the coin slots of other dryers as everyone was laughing thinking it was funny.
The pit bulls really got laughs and kicks hearing a dryer that they had struck with a sledge hammer hard enough to smash the exterior in against the drum and bending the drum. As that dryer ran, the drum scrapped against the exterior metal sounding off with, >Scraaaaaape-eek Scraaaaaape-eek Scraaaaaape-eek Scraaaaaape-eek Scraaaaaape-eek<.
"Sounds like a mouse getting raped in that one!", Roxane laughed as everyone was practically laughing their asses off.
Richie figured it would be a bright idea to bend that trash can lid down and throw it into a running dryer. When he did, it sounded off >klin ting bing pip wung ting bin ting tong< as it tumbled around in the rotating drum. By now, everyone was really having a ball as they were jumping around and laughing.
The dryers that had the upper access panels torn away with electrical wires snapped off couldn't be started though, because the coin slots and timers were affixed into those access panels. And there were other machines that were so badly smashed up they wouldn't run even with the access panels intact.
"We must have a dozen of 'em going by now", Gaston proclaimed of the 11 dryers that were still capable of running out of the 42 dryers in all the laundromat had.
Everyone then went around gathering up parts and pieces that were busted off the machines and tossed them into the running dryers. Instead of having to open a door, they simply tossed the pieces in through where the windows use to be. Those pieces made loud clattering noises as they tumbled around in the dryer drums.
Avia went into the restroom and got a large chunk of the bowl to that toilet she smashed up earlier.
"A piece of a shitter!", Richie laughed as everyone let out another outburst of laughter.
"Open a door, somebody", Aiva said as she carried the chunk of toilet bowl to a running dryer.
"Be my guest", Biff jested as he opened a dryer door, with the glass busted out of it of course. Aiva threw the chunk of toilet bowl into the dryer so hard, when it struck the back of the drum inside, the drum resonated >Boowong wong wong wong wong<.
When Biff closed the door and restarted the dryer, the chunk of toilet bowl banging around in the drum sounded >Bang wong kunk kabang whump wong bang bonk wong kabangbang wong kunk<.
"WOOO! This shit's hilarious as all fuck!", Gaston laughed as he clapped his paws.
"This is one noisy ass laundromat I'll say", Sandra laughed.
"Now would be a good time to blow this pop stand and hit the road", Biff said as the others agreed.
"Yea, the longer we stay here, the more we take a chance of gettin' our asses caught", Richie affirmed.
As the pit bulls carried their tools, as well as their numerous sand bags crammed packed with nickles and dimes, back out to the Cadillac, they left that laundromat looking like an F-5 tornado tore through inside...and with the few dryers that can still run tumbling junk and debris around inside.

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After everyone got into the car, they got a good laugh as they could see what the wrecked laundromat looked like from their view in the Cadillac.
"Yeah, we wasted it [/b]good!", Richie boasted.
"Wow...Like fucken, Waste City", Roxane added.
"One more thing", Biff said before cranking up the Cadillac to drive out of the parking lot. "Where's that empty Old Crow bottle?"
"This is it", Roxane said as she held up the bottle.
"Paw it here", said Biff.
Once Roxane pawed the bottle over the front seat to Biff, he got out from behind the wheel of that '59 Cadillac with the bottle in paw.
"I think I know what's comin' ", Sandra said.
"You know it, Baby", Biff replied to Sandra.
Biff then winged that Old Crow whiskey bottle at a plate glass window of the laundromat as hard as he can.
"Fuck yeah!", Richie cheered as the bottle smashed through the window.
Everyone laughed as the window fell as shards of large jagged glass.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sn_AaLk14e0
The window was not tempered glass. Tempered glass was not commonly used for storefront windows back in those days.
"We're the Hell outa here", Biff laughed as he dashed back in behind the wheel of that Cadillac, cranked it up, and laid some rubber on the parking lot speeding on the way out.

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Once back out cruising the streets of Albuquerque, everyone laughed when Gaston mentioned, "I bet the Ditz who owns that laundromat's gonna shit a brick when he sees it in the morning".
"Brick Hell", Biff laughed. "I bet he shits a cinder block".
"Wanna bet he don't shit two cinder blocks?", Aiva replied as everyone laughed.
"I bet those dryers running with with all kindsa shit in 'em will hornswaggle his ass a good one", Sandra added.
"Oh yeah", said Roxane. "And he'll need a boat with all that water on the floor".
"That dork will blow a fuse when he does see it", Richie laughed.
To Biff, Sandra, Richie, Aiva, Gaston and Roxane, this night was their idea of a night of fun.
By the time Biff and Richie dropped the others off at their parent's places, they themselves got home already after 4:00 am...The laundromat money would be counted at their dad and mom's house after they get out of bed late Monday morning, and with hang overs from drinking the night before.

To be continued.

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