The Malicious Monocle

Her hands trembling, Rhesus wordlessly read the letter. She quickly scribbled a note for her husband Orangutan about running errands in Patna and left the house. Catching herself at the garden gate, she dashes back and locks her house up. The contents of letter had clearly rattled her badly.

Just a quick update this evening after finishing homework. I’ve realized the last couple posts have been severely out of order with the chronology of the story. I’ll take care of that sometime this week and put them all in the right order on the Malicious Monocle page.

I’ve also been wondering just what the hell Lemur might be up to at this point. Cobra and Bengal as well. I shall just have to depend on my skill with fancy words.

I think I may have found a reason to get re-married. Any woman that could show the callous disregard for my arteries needed to make me a meat cake would be a woman that truly loved and understood me.

 Here it is:

Meat Cake

 Excuse me now while I go sit in the corner and drool on myself.