A TEEN WOLF AGAIN

After getting off the island, we continued through the cosmos leaving a trail of water, fish, and a crab or two. We waited a few minutes and had a Squirrel Cola to relax.

    Then we began to materialize.  This created quite a stir.  We had expected woods, or even a deserted street, but the last thing we expected was a classroom full of hogs - Sweathogs, and a very confused teacher. We were in Welcome Back Kotter!  We quickly locked the tardis. Tacks on the control seat can be very irritating.  We took seats, after inspecting them carefully and finding only bubble gum.  Do you know what bubble gum does to a furry tail?  Ewg!

    At first I wondered whether we might stand out being wolves who had just stepped out of a British call box, but it seemed that we fit right in.  Seems that insanity was the vogue here.  Mr. Kotter asked a question my and paw shot right up and I went "Oooo! Oooo!" just like the guy in front of me.  We were having a great time dancing until a girl next to me started petting me and asking who let the cute doggy in.  That's when Wolfette bit her.  It was just a little nip, but Mr. Kotter went and called Animal Control.  We exercised the better part of valor and bolted for the tardis.
   
      We never found out how one of the Sweat Hogs managed to put that tack on the control room seat..