[this Noah would LIKE to get into the Mess Hall for dinner, but this is proving difficult, as he is being swarmed by
ADORABLE BABY OTTERS.
wat do.]
I told you I'm not your fucking mom! I'm not! Get off me! We can't keep all of you!!
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THANKS, GUYS . . . SLOWIN' DOWNNNNNN THANK YOU ALL!!! I will pick up ))