Sunday night

Backwords from Ace 1 Minute

 

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It’s 1:27 am on a Sunday night. And I’m hanging out downtown getting drunk.

Meanwhile. At this exact moment. All my feral cats are clustering around my campsite waiting for me to feed them.

And I have a lot of delicious food for them.

But they’re just gonna have to wait. I wanna finish my beer first before I head up to my campsite

So those feral cats don’t control me.

At least not completely.

 

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Published by Ace Backwords

Ace Backwords is a former cartoonist, writer and semi-normal human being. He's been sleeping in the bushes in the Berkeley hills for the last ten years with his four feral cats, Moo Cat, Fatty, Mini Scaredy and Micro Scaredy. Future plans include growing old and dying. Preferably in that order.

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