I get bored sometimes so mom made me a bus.   As you can see she filled it with Lab friends from Just Labs bulletin board. They love me and my antics there.  They aren't convinced I'm a monster at all.  I try telling mom that, but she won't listen.  She says she's the one who has to deal with me on a daily business.  Humph!

Some of the Labs at JL were concerned that I didn't have a license to be driving the bus, so mom made me one of those too.  My license plate says BRN2BBAD.  MOI???

So now when I take the bus, I'm legal.  Good thinking Mom.

I was bored and didn't really feel like driving the bus so I took a Woodie car.  You can tell its me driving by the horns.  I always have horns.  Sometimes they're more noticable than other times. 

Anyway, I decided to drive around in the Woodie for awhile.  In the meantime, someone was mean to mom and said mom had 57 Labradors so she cloned us.    Mom is such a smart aleck and she wonders where I get it from.  So being cloned allows me to drive both the Woodie and the bus.  Cool huh?

I decided to take the Woodie first to Paris.  Even though the French didn't support us in the war I thought it might be fun to go over there and see the sights. I'm not sure the French are ready for the Shanny Monster. So here I am in the Woodie in Paris.  If you look closely you can see my horns.  I got a lot of looks from the French people, but I don't care.  I had a good time.

Mom got wind of where I was so she sent my clone in the bus to find me.    I had a good couple of days jump on them so it took them 2-3 days to get to Paris.    Frankly I think I look better in front of that Arc than the bus and the dogs in it do.  Don't you?

They almost nabbed me at the hotel I was staying at, so in order to slip by them I had to dress up as a French maid.   The horns almost gave it away but I was able to get away without them noticing it was me.  Of course all the champagne those dogs on the bus was drinking didn't hurt either.

Next stop was Germany.  If you ever get the opportunity to see Germany by Woodie, you owe it to yourself to do so.

I stopped to have some bratworst and beer and the locals threw me a party even though it wasn't Oktoberfest.  It sure seemed like it with the beer flowing through the town that night. 

I made arrangements with the locals to slow down the bus pursuit.  A nice hunk named Franz said he would personally make sure the bus didn't follow me, allowing me a getaway.

Franz stood in front of the bar showing his handsome legs.  The Labs in the bus heard all the wonderful German music and put on their bavarian styled hats to join in.  The plan worked to perfection.  The bus stopped at the bar and Franz and the other Germans kept the JL Labs partying well into the night.  The Labs on the bus were hung over for 2 days, allowing me to head to Italy.

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