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PeeDee3, Intergalactic, Insectiod Assassin in:

Gut Feeling

season one, episode one

RyFT Brand

This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to

persons living or dead are purely coincidental.

Tricorner Publishing’s Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2007

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Gut Feeling

RyFT Brand

Until my upper right arm fell off, I had no idea I was dead.

I would have noticed sooner, but a heavy night of drinking at Swallatikitiki’s Tiki Bar and Recovery Spa had dulled all three of my complex nerve centers. I’d woken up feeling stiff, like rigor mortis stiff, but a constant ringing in my antennae had me thinking more about retoxifying then considering a possible lack of life. I’d consumed way too may of Swalla’s antiseptic concoctions—there auta be a law. Actually, I think there was one; I never paid much attention to all that frass.

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