The Name is Urchin, Food Urchin

 
The postie came knocking on my door this morning, nothing unusual with that. However, he did seem overly interested in a package that he was delivering.
 
Enough to comment “Weighty old box that, reckon you’ve got a bottle of wine in there or something, lucky you eh!”
 
I just simply smiled, signed along the dotted line and watched him as he turned to walk back up the path..
 
And then seized the opportunity to deliver a knockout kung fu chop to the neck.
 
He remains bound and gagged in the cupboard under the stairs. I’ll take him to the ‘Centre’ for memory wiping and reassimilation in due course.
 
No one must find out about Project Awesome.
 
At least not yet.
 

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