faster than a speeding topo
more powerful than a CERN atom smasher
able to leap up onto the roof from the divding brick wall in a single bound
Look! Look! Just fucking look dammit! out the back shouting loudly wanting to come in
its a dead bird, its a barbecue on an angle, its Micio Man!
Yes, its Micioman- strange visitor from another back yard who came to Leon Springs with powers and a fluffy ickle tummy far beyond those of mortal men. MicioMan- who can change the course of fly buzzing around the telly, scratch that box near the other copmuter with his bare claws, and who, disguised as Cookie, mild manner furball for one of those houses over the back of the alley, fights the never ending battle for salmon, bacon fat and having his nose rubbed in the the most delightful way...
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