The Gentlemanly Badger

“Do come in!” offered Gerald Bradge. “I have some tea on.”

Gerald was a softhearted older gentleman who had unfortunately grown a dark, heavy set of down-turned eyebrows, which had significantly damaged his reputation.

He had his pride, but I’d brought my clippers and chloroform this time.

He needed me.


This story is based on a title suggested by @hippodragon9.

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