So, the punk squirrels that live in my attic are now taunting me in the parking lot. I was leaving for work, when these four snaky vermin froze in formation like an obnoxious little cheerleading squad. I walked up to them...nothing. I stamped my foot...nothing. I sped up in anger, and they all ran under my car where they stayed until I shuffled and scuffed and kicked rocks. Lousy glorified rats.
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