'Who's a good boy?' He was fed up of forever being dragged around by that bunch of muppets. After you've experienced one haunted castle too many, enough is enough. He was getting old and weary. Thin and hungry. And all the weirdos ever fed him were those silly little snacks that wouldn't fill a house fly. The bastards. Fed up of chasing grown men dressed up as werewolves it was time for Scooby to retire. 'Who's a good boy?'
Well this gullible idiot obviously. He jumped up. It was all over in a flash.
He went straight for Shaggy's neck. (C) Ally Atherton 2016
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