“Uh, you two want to get a room?” I joked.
Larry then made like a bell, “DING DING! Tongue wrestling match is over!”
They reluctantly parted lips, shared a moment of eye contact and then, without a single word spoke between them, they began to sprint toward me.
“SHARK FRENZIE!” I shouted right before I was tackled to the ground with the two of them lying on top of me. I didn’t even have time to turn around and attempt to run away before they were on top of me.
“DOG PILE ON ALVIN!” Bertha shouted.
“Oh Crud!” I moaned under the pressure of three bodies.
Larry hadn’t jumped on me due to him still recovering from a broken leg this past winter.
“I think you broke my spine!” I groaned when they finally let me up.
“Yeah, well good thing you have two eh?” BB said.