Pardon

by grimbeau

Listen ... Rape is a polictically volatile top...

‘What do you do when the muse shows up?

‘Hide the biscuits’

‘Huh’

‘Oh yes… stands to reason five months on the frozen tundra, hunters after ones antlers’

‘Syringe your ears’

‘Not yet’

‘What?’

‘You said Ginger nears’