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| ...IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII... | |
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The commotion attracts a friendly squirrel
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| ...IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH!!!! | |
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| I'm going to slap my fury testicles on your eye and nut up your nose | |
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