Vermillion seeking Mummy

Its been a long time since we spoke, pretty sure you barely even recognise my vermillion numbers but I need to complain and your the only one who lets me hiss and spit without interrupting. I have tried to keep my tail out the gutter as you said and even kept my hands to myself at the hardest of times. And yet her I am being kept in a cage like some lab specimen when I should be out there fighting. I'm having withdrawals from the hunt....I twitch so much I jump about the room like a frigging degu. Ham cant bully me any more though, I ate some steak a week ago and woke up bigger than the incredible hulk.However he has tried to kill me a few times by playing lion king with me and throwing me off the top of the platforms, I try doing it back but he is like a walrus, you prod him in one area and he wobbles in another. I've got a bomb set up on him though, when I've been out of the cage and following the people around I've been stealing things from cupboards they have been opening around me and I've managed to turn a piece of food into a bomb....Ham ate it so now he buzzes slightly, all I need is to press the button and then this cage will be my own! Hahahaha

SGT Nibblenuts.....or rather Uncle Tim, has threatened to send his two sprogs my way as a safe haven....please stop him....I have came to the conclusion.....I don't like rats.