Mr. Gigi and the Squid by T Lewis and Todd Clark
- November 21, 2012
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When a self-serving, completely inept street-hustling mutt crosses the Peaches, a deranged Daisy Scout, his only refuge is to submit to the disturbingly obsessive ownership of 10-year-old tornado, Candi Cankerson. In her hyper-active clutches he goes from rough ‘n’ rowdy to pink ‘n’ poofy in a heartbeat. The catch?... The newly crowned “Mr. Gigi” all- too-quickly becomes addicted to basic cable, generic cheese doodles and mildly stained sofa cushions. He can’t go back to the streets now, unless he scores big-time. Still a schemer, Mr. Gigi kidnaps Waldorf the Squid from Donny’s Disco-Quarium to supply the brawn his spectacularly lame plans will demand. What he hasn’t counted on is that this sheltered - but not completely clueless - gentle giant also provides the conscience Gigi’s worked his whole life to avoid.
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Comments (4) (Please sign in to comment)
Shadaarn said, 6 months ago
I have a feeling that Gigi’s vidcast isn’t going to go very far. I see villagers with pitchforks in their futures…
Adam Nedens(Snoopster) said, 6 months ago
I see the UTSA Roadrunners sponsoring this……
shytimes2
said, 6 months ago
“Home of the biggest holes in town!”
Who could ask for anything more?
Come in Jeepers!
JeepersCreepers said, 6 months ago
@shytimes2
I am here, woman.
I don’t think I’d buy any of Phil’s donuts after seeing that pus-ridden face.