Space Janitor (113) turned to see what was happening. Denobol was speaking low but could still be made out. “Come on, stray with me, be a bad dog just for a day, you might like it,” Denobol said to Shep. “You think the masters will help you with the limp? Or is it coming out … Continue reading Space Janitor 113: A deal with Denobol
“I don’t know if I would exactly call myself a good boy,” Space Janitor (112) responded to the sharp-dressed dog. Shep was puffing and panting, the heat was getting to him. While Space Janitor couldn’t see him clearly, he could hear him. He wanted to prop him up. There was something in the sharp-dressed dog’s … Continue reading Space Janitor 112 – Who is a good boy then?
Hi, I recently did stand up in Derry. I decided to do some character comedy I’ve been doing stand up semi-regularly for approximately five years. Let me tell you: I wasn’t good. I watched Dolemite Is My Name and the most interesting thing was Rudy Ray Moore created the character of Dolemite. It gave me … Continue reading Character Comedy: Basil Cowan Script
Space Janitor (111) struggled to focus on the dog approaching him and Shep. It was hard to make out. What was it he was wearing? A charcoal grey pinstripe suit. Red tie, white shirt and there were spats nestled atop his black wingtips. The sharply dressed dog in front of him certainly made a statement. … Continue reading Space Janitor 111 – Sharp-dressed dog
Space Janitor (110) and Shep were paraded past the other mutts. Space Janitor didn’t like the word but could not think of a better one as he was being marched down the tunnels. Some of them snarled, others snapped. Did they know? Were they capable of thoughts? Space Janitor struggled to make out what breeds … Continue reading Space Janitor 110: The winding tunnels