How many tricycles can there be in those tree branches, do you suppose? I think Marco was just being hard to get along with.
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How many tricycles can there be in those tree branches, do you suppose? I think Marco was just being hard to get along with.
The raccoons just need to make sure he’s not dead or anything.
I mean, no sense climbing down there to rescue him if he’s dead, right?
And so, Hubris Embarks on his way, solitary. Alone. By himself.
Except for the raccoons. Who knows why they do anything they do.
Weirdos, they are.
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