Cuckoo's Nest

I am walking down a local street when a preschooler tears out of a driveway and flies past me, a blur of tiny flaying limbs and teeth and fury, screaming "Fuck yaaaa, ya fucken mole!!! Fuck yaaaaa......!!!!!!"
As I reach the gate mum slumps gasping onto the fence and stops to light a cigarette.
"Get away from you did he?" I ask.
She exhales.
"Little bugger got out the bloody window again."

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