Ah, summer. Days of sun. Days of fun. And days of ruts.
Ya see, Timmy, I'm pretty sure that in a previous life I was actually a reverse-squirrel. This is like a regular squirrel, but unlike my orthodox brethren I my hibernation would have been done in the summer. The illusion of free time has a tendency to make me collapse in a heap, only
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