No Rejection
Rocky and Nicky Raccoon come every evening to the little store in Miner’s Pass, even in the dead of winter. In the summer they come to Marty’s garden and pick out the cabbage worms. There is no amount of deliciousness as that. There is such a variety to choose from; juicy grasshoppers and June beetles, to soft bodied moths. The agreement had been worked out, we eat your bugs, you pay up. We would like a nice cup of kitty crunchies. We love it when you leave us a fresh bowl of water.
“What? It’s me. Rocky. And this here’s Nicky. We want some of that cat food, see?”
I feel like a raccoon with my hand out. Please, please, oh nice agent, read my story. Please want my story, I wrote you a nice letter.
I'm never one to take "No" for an answer. Things have changed. I published my story myself. I worked hard to make it the best it could be. For a good time go to "Miner's Pass". Forget about all the bad and enjoy a fun ride.
I'm never one to take "No" for an answer. Things have changed. I published my story myself. I worked hard to make it the best it could be. For a good time go to "Miner's Pass". Forget about all the bad and enjoy a fun ride.
“Now shoo, Raccoons! Go on get!”
Silly Raccoons.
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