Lamont and Dude Happen in Vegas

“Lamont! We got an invitation!”

“To what?”

“An all expense paid weekend in Vegas!”

“I don’t want to go to Vegas, Dude. It’s probably a time share. Anyway, Vegas is just a lot of bad memories.”

“What memories?”

“It was a good life. I was a happy bunny. I’d developed solid stragedies for evading the numerous predators, but then, one day, it seemed the sun had gone from the sky. I wondered ‘Eclipse? Meteor?’ But no. It was the dreaded Teratorn…”

“Ah yeah. I remember that guy.”

“Dude, were you that guy?”

“No, not that time. I didn’t eat you that time. I was a giant sloth or something. Giant something, but definitely vegetarian.”

“Everything was giant something back then.”

“Beautiful world. One of my favorites.”

“It hasn’t changed a lot. Still full of prey and predators.”


Lamont and Dude are characters I came up with a couple of years ago. They remember many of their various incarnations which gives them a unique perspective on life, the universe and everything.

2 thoughts on “Lamont and Dude Happen in Vegas

    • I guess they’re vultures — would that be freaky or what? Having a bird as big as a plane dive down on your little rabbit self and say, “Nice snack. Where’s the food?”

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