MY LIFE AS A FOX

Hey, howyadoin?  Wassup?  I’m just like hanging out with my mates and bro’s and stuff.  We live near Richmond Park.  It’s rele cool round here, you get to eat like loads of rele cool, expensive stuff.  Makes a bit of a mess all over the road and they go mad, but what d’ya expect?  We’re living behind a like rele poncy Wendy House at the bottom of like a huge garden at the moment and you wouldn’t believe the kind of stuff they leave out for us to eat like every night.  Last night, right, we were just like cruising around the edges when whatdyaknow, for the second night in a row, I spot a pair of shiny black school shoes, just lying there, under the trampoline.  They’re great those shoes, I love chewing them – not the whole thing, but the like furry bits – velcro or sommat, that bit is rele cool to chew – cleans your teeth real sharp.  The mum goes rele mad in the morning, waking us up and all -  that’s when we’re trying to catch some zeds and I say to her “chillax man”….stay sharp and don’t let your kids leave their shoes outside.