The Zomb
Gustovson I
‘Well Gustovson, what a journey!’ Heinrich looked to the horizon wobbling on a patch of moist grass.
Gustovson didn’t even twitch his nose, he hadn’t been himself recently. ‘Look you sausage – you will have to speak to me at some point’ pleaded Heinrich, who was as eager as ever to dance, prance and sing high cockalorum with his rogue companion.
‘Is it because I nibbled you a bit?’ Heinrich said exasperated at the situation.
‘That’s unreasonable Gustovson, we have been over this and its not my fault you ate your mischief (family) either, that was all on you bucko!’
‘Don’t walk away from me young man!’. Gustovson shambled into some nearby reeds.
Heinrich sighed ‘I cant stay mad at you Gustovson’.
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