"Zabbit Out-drinks his Wallet"

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"Zabbit Out-Drinks his Wallet"

a log by P.O. Peter Zabbit

 

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Lizards. They were lizards. He had a phobia of lizards, but they did make some damn good brandy. It was needed after all he had been through the past few months. Midway through his 6th glass of brandy, he wishing he hadn't had so much to drink. It wasn't that he was tipsy or anything, it was because he didnt have enough credits to pay his bill. Sensing this, the bartender came over.

 

"Ssooo Hu-mon, when are you going to pay your bill?" he hissed.

 

Peter gulped. "Sssooooo, you have no credits to pay with, hmmmm?" Two very ugly, very large Saurians stepped up behind Zabbit. "The barkeep asked you a question, puny human."

 

Peter was frozen in place, unable to talk and cursing himself inwardly for being so stupid. "Guyssss, it don't look like this human has the credits to pay up...."

 

At that moment, in his stupor, Peter decided he could get out of it. Wheeling around in his chair, he took a dive between the two ugly Saurians.

 

He did'nt see the chair that was right behind them. Before he knew it, he was on the ground, being pummeled as he heard a crowd forming around them.

 

"So much for a break...." he grunted into the floor.

 

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