Move your ratty ass, blind Mickey

I found a huge rat in my place. I didn’t know there were such huge beasts around. Of course when I saw the tiny little thingys, I fooled myself that they were the big ones. I didn’t want to admit that there was a possibility that they were the babies and their padre had probably gone out to the bar to drink mandule.

The sucker I found must have been the father. And he was staggering all over the place with alcohol on his breath. I didn’t have to smell his breath to know that he was drunk. Heck, I saw him in the morning and he was staring at me defiantly. I locked up and went to hunt for my family. When I came back he was still there, flexing his muscles.


About Steven

It wasn't me; arrest the voices. It was the voices in my head. Sike! I am Ugandan first. I care for development in my country. I am a curious observer second and I care to know what you think.
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