>>89944058>walking home after work one night>as I'm walking a shiftless looking man in a trenchcoat approaches me>he has some Skub residue around his mouth, nose and ear>his eyes are bloodshot and unfocused>he has the putrid stench of Skub about him>nervously ask him what he wants, hand going to the Skub Repellant in my back pocket>he asks me if I have any money, pitching me some cock and bull story about how he's late for his sister's barmitzvah and needs some money to catch the zepplin to Paris>tell him I don't have anything >he suddenly flips into a skub-fueled rage and accuses me of being in cahoots with the anti-skubs>draws a knife and demands that I rub Skub all over his naked form>I grab the Skub Repellant from my pocket and spray it>with a hiss, he retreats into the shadows and assumes the form of a bat, flying into the night skyIf it wasn't for my Skub Repellant, I probably wouldn't even be here to tell my story. They really need to crack down on the rising number of Skub fiends before they become a serious epidemic. Not everyone will be as lucky as me.
