Thursday, December 2



"Dude."

"What?"

"You've got something..."

"What?"

"Something on your back there. You might want to check it out."

"Oh. Look at that. Hm."

"You know what that is?"

"Nope... can't say I do. You think it's dangerous?"

"Looks kind of mean. I'd brush it off or something. Just to be on the safe side."

"Yeah, you're probably right."

(the one brushes the little monster thing off its back and it proceeds to scream, run in circles, then steal both bird's wallets)

"Well what do you know."

"Crazy world, eh? Come on, I'll give you a back rub."

(back rub ensues)

The End.



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