That Rat Bastard (you know the one)

My musling is a Rat Bastard,

literally the rodent spawn of an out-of-wedlocker, and

figuratively, the asshole confessor priest and frenemy,

anon, anon.

But, Boy, can he dance and

how beautiful he sings!

Author: writtencasey

I am fascinated by the scientific endeavor and I read about or engage with those processes as much as possible. I am a compulsive reader and writer. With a background in anthropology and as an arm-chair/backyard scientist, I hope to improve my writing skills and learn about any areas of weakness or misunderstanding in my analytic skills. I am excited to share. Thank you for spending time here. Please reach out if you are so inclined. I'd be excited to hear from you.

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