As the zombie was getting closer and I was

As the zombie was getting closer and I was getting even more pressed against the window on the 23rd floor of the 30 floor building I

et it all behind me, I didn't care anymore, everybody will die. I jumped from the window, two seconds of fresh cutting air crossed my cheeks before I

realize I could fly! Of course I could fly, it made sense since I was pidgeon, but I must have forgotten because when I jumped I pooped in something. Looking down I realized it was

a lime green Cabriolet convertible driven by a chap with 3 consecutively popped collars and a bad hairplug job. My fresh pigeon shat had glanced off his shoulder and splattered

down to peck the stale crusts. That's when one of those grey squirrels started to muscle into my territory. "Yo, take yer pigin flunkies an' dangle! See?" he chittered. I squaked,

because I'd been turned into a parrot by a witch named Tilly. The squirrel was actually a cab driver from Philly who'd eaten a bad cheese steak and morphed into

Mickey Mouse. But then the witch took pity on him, hence the squirrel appearance. It did make it difficult to drive his cab however. I got rather tired of my own Polly wants a

hedron. Get it? Poly .. hedron? hehehe.. ehem Right then I'll get back my story: After losing the job on the Bullwinkle show Rocky jobbed as a cabbie & asked for nuts as fare

, but started running numbers and then got involved in squirrel prostitution. Rocky the Flying Squirrel no longer had to work for his nuts. They were working for HIM.