WIP it Wednesday #34: The Sweatshop

Labouring away like a sexually abused panda in an asian sweatshop, is what my mind thinks it has gone through these past four days. Perhaps it was the tranquillizers they gave me; then again it could be the opium that is coursing through my veins.  Either way I am in a state of delirium from the plethora of side effects that currently ail me.  Looking back over my furry shoulder I wonder how I