Lunchbox and the Aliens
Lunchbox felt odd. He wondered how he had known how to open the place where all the yummy stuff was kept. He wondered why he seemed to know so much about these strange animals he was with. He wondered how he knew he was wondering.
Lunchbox is your average basset hound: round, floppy, and not too bright . . . until he''s abducted by aliens. Then he suddenly becomes a lean, mean, garbage-machine-maki...
Lunchbox felt odd. He wondered how he had known how to open the place where all the yummy stuff was kept. He wondered why he seemed to know so much about these strange animals he was with. He wondered how he knew he was wondering.
Lunchbox is your average basset hound: round, floppy, and not too bright . . . until he''s abducted by aliens. Then he suddenly becomes a lean, mean, garbage-machine-maki...
