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Happy St. Patricks Day!

"Straydog" by Odder Moniker

I was at my grandparents house when this exterminator guy comes over and starts checking for bugs. He picked one from behind their entertainment center and teased it in my face. After he'd seen how freaked out this made me, he shoved it into my neck and pinned me to the couch. He laughed maniacally as I squirmed. After my dad got a good laugh, the exterminator released the cockroach from my skin and I left the house infuriated.
I walked past the neighbors house, and a dog came out to play and follow me. I wanted it to go away at first but it just kept following me.
Later, I arrived at a filling station, bought a gallon of gas in a can, and the dog was outside waiting on me, so we could continue our journey together.
So, we continued down the highway, where we eventually walked through a ditch to avoid disturbing the tow truck, as its driver loaded up a perfectly fine car, with a dead battery. The tow driver had a smile, masturbating his eyes to the life he affected by enforcing a law. I knew him. His father was a cop.
You almost hate to be near a highway in such a peaceful small town.
A cop drove by and the dog barked.
It was the first time the dog had made a sound.
He wouldn't make a sound for another mile, when we finally arrived.
I giggled as I poured a trail of gasoline that led out of the front door of the exterminators business.


The dog was crying behind the locked glass door.