I had a fight with the ground hog today. It was spectacular. I felt so alive. If The Bald Man hadn’t stopped me, I would have killed that fucker.

So then I got a needle in my butt. Because The Bald Man said I was due for my “rabies booster.” What do I look like? Some pansy-ass Pomeranian? I don’t need anything with the word “booster” in it.

The Bald Man ruins everything.