Wednesday, July 01, 2015

Pest-o

There he was in the grass. I aimed and pulled the trigger. blew his head right off. The sirens sounded immediately. I began to tremble. I'd never used a gun let alone kill anyone before. "He was eating my basil plants," I said as the officers came towards me. The taller one cuffed me. I didn't mean to break the law. The officer made me stand up and get into the squad car. "I just had a bloody fight with a groundhog," I said. That won't fly around here. Maybe in Providence, on Federal hill, but not here.

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