Thursday, August 27, 2020

When The Mice Attacked

I was screaming. It was all I could do as hundreds of mice assaulted me, biting every square inch of my bare chest. My flesh was torn, but my spirits were high. These mice were going to die before I collapse.
I suppose you'll want some context.
For about eight hours I had been soaking in the local hot spring, rejuvenating my entire body.  Foolishly, I hooked up a payphone beside the spring, thinking that I may need to make a call while I was enjoying the water.  I was wrong of course, but it still took me 45 minutes to hook the damn thing up.  So yeah, I was pissed.  I needed to relax.
Anyway, I was just taking it easy but I couldn't shake the feeling that I had forgotten something really important.

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