3.3.25


if it was a squirrel a groundsquirrel a driver might speedupswerve to hit it
                                                                                  but it was a chipmunk
a very fuckincute chipmunk

   and it knew it


he saw it fiftyeasy yards down the road when he glimpsed over the top of his book to discern the lay of the land before him as he walkedread so he wouldnt walk into something  into someone
                                                                                        very few someone ever                
Pedestrians
                 pedestrian

cars rushedup behind him as he kept to the shoulder of the road no sidewalks
                                                                                   who wants to cleanup the mess a twohunred pound man would make on the roadwould make of their car

but a squirrel groundsquirrel no sweat 
                                           discriminately offing one no accountabilitynone
Hell even after an animals killed on the road other cars often came along and smashed it rendering it to an unrecognisable pulp of gore


   but not this chipmunk

cars slowedveered towards the center of the road
the wholewhile the little critter fucked with them
played chicken with them
                              he or she actually rushed cars as they approached

   Well he thought not really playing chicken   Mebbe  cricket

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