He was scared, very scared. It had started

He was scared, very scared. It had started with the sound of shattering glass. Then, he heard something crawl through the window next to the kitchen. He ran into his closet, hoping

that he could somehow escape his attacker. But nay! The intruder knew exactly where to look. For his skills as a robber were unmatched, and so the man

pciked, from his pocket, a tuba. It turns out that the robber was unmatched i his ability to morph the size inanimate objects. Then again, why didn't he just shrink the car?

"because i am not a clown" he said to himself. his voice raised the attention of the attack weasel. He feared there kind and had deep racist qualms with them. raising his bowstaff

That's when the weasel returned home. I could now go and watch netflix for another 2 weeks non-stop, and enjoy my stress free life.

There were whole episodes of Monty Python showing, as well as "House of Cards". The weasel found the former very funny too, especially when his mum appeared in some skits.

His mum was an ermine and often appeared as royal furs in British costume dramas. She was very adept at appearing dead and skinned, and could go for long periods without breathing.

All this because of blinding eminence. Ermines weren’t going to permit some numpty, spawny, all mouth and no trousers American drape their Stoat fur across some old biddy’s nape.

The Ermines broke free from the Monarchy; sailed away on leaf-like rafts across thrashing seas until they arrived in the new land of the free where they were killed for their fur.