I walked home all the fucking way the main roads as well. It’s quiet at three in the mornin and you can get a pace on; thinkin of the alarm clock oh jesus and work sat at the desk. The road like a river, the current pullin you on and the moon overhead lightin up the fields of wheat. Then this scufflin sound behind me and the patterin of feet. I started joggin, faster, almost runnin. And then I looked behind and there it was comin at me: a fuckin giant mutant badger I tell ye, a giant fuckin badger.