Larry couldn’t believe it! Not only was he late for an appointment with his Fretardo, he could feel a period of rumination coming on.
“Shit, no, no, I don’t have time for it. I just can’t …”
Besides that, he was stuck in the middle of the worst gridlock London had seen in years.
While he waited for traffic to begin moving again, it slowly dawned on Larry that he was a mammal of the genus Ovis, of the family Bovidae, and probably related to the goat that just crapped on his foot.
And that he had no idea what a fucking Fretardo was.
Part of the Toulouse Le Grandfig collection. Photo by Mundocuardro