“Stranger, what makes you think I’m a stranger?” said the creature.
The skinny red man ignored the creatures question. “See that guy over there, the one picking up that bag of cans? He thinks he’s the boss around here. He calls me Piojo Rojo, ‘the red cootie’.
Can you believe it? He thinks I don’t know what he’s saying a lotta times cause I don’t speak his language, but I can tell when he’s talking’ bout me- I ain’t stupid. He tried to get rid of me one time. Almost ran me over with his bucket machine but I got away cause I sprayed him with a sweet smell that I get whenever I want to. All I have to do is lift my leg and it works! Ha!”
He started to lift his leg when a loud crunching noise drowned out his words. “Hurry, you’d better move before his machine buries you.”
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