For a fews days now, I’ve been driving past a dead squirrel on my street. I’ve named him Stanley. Every time I go past him, his fluffy little tail is flapping in the wind. The rest of him is not. I hate when I see things like that.
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For a fews days now, I’ve been driving past a dead squirrel on my street. I’ve named him Stanley. Every time I go past him, his fluffy little tail is flapping in the wind. The rest of him is not. I hate when I see things like that.
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Ick! But laughing at you calling him Stanley!
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over here we call it road-kill
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And you describe it so tastefully. *flap flap flap*
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