Just caught a stinking cold.
Been tracking the blighter for days. First got wind of it last Tuesday, running wild in the local school.
Then heard it had been seen trying to get into the old folk’s home. I’ve been outside, waiting, watching. Thought at one point I’d missed it. I was about to call it a day when I saw it trying to sneak in with one of the cleaners. It never stood a chance. I had it safely neutralised and boxed in minutes.
Must rush, just had a message that Man Flu’s in town and needs dealing with.
Categories: 100-Word Stories
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