I'm a tree. I'm a Texan. There are many Texan trees standing around me, sitting around. Suddenly, the tree (Phil) to my right asks everyone else if they want to play a game. "Sure," I said. So we hopped around a little, timidly at first, then more and more wildly and happily. Yes, we were happy. And then the toxic chemicals kicked in and we
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