Tom And Jerry Tales Internet Archive -
The year was 2024. The house, a creaking Victorian in a sleepy town, was new to Jerry, but its occupant, Tom, was an old problem. A lanky, blue-gray schemer with too much time on his paws. Their first week had been a greatest hits album of chases: a frying pan to the face for Tom, a firecracker to the tail for Jerry. Classic. Predictable.
They high-fived.
Tom’s tail gave a single, gentle thump on the floor. tom and jerry tales internet archive






