Fuck me, the entire Swedish Squirrel population was hanging out in the villa.
I didn't think that Dodge would leave the Odelisk here, unguarded, but I was going to take a look around anyway.
Until one of the squirrels called me over.
"Good thing we were keeping an eye on you."
"You don't sound Swedish."
"Yeah, well you don't sound like a bat."
He had me there. "Whatever, I've got work to do." I straightened, and started to turn into the room.
"Scatter!" A squirrel by the window squeaked and, as I watched, the furry little fuckers disappeared in a flash.
Then I heard the key in the lock...
Friday
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My house is over run with fearl kittens at the moment...very similar
I do remember seeing that somewhere Enigma. Yes, very similar.
Except i,m not running around in latex...or not tonight, at least.
Latex, leather, or naked.
And heels.
I never knew squirrels could be so useful. Not I have to convince the wife to stop using pepper spray on them.
And yes, heels are a plus 5.
Don't worry Bax, it's just the Swedish ones that are really useful.
Only a plus 5?
Now we're cooking.
Not yet, but that's a great idea. Squirrel stew!
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