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Lurkette and ratbastid stare off into the woods, wondering what the hell it was they'd just seen. Small, furry, with wonky ears, it is the rare North American Squabbit. It has their undivided attention and they focus their eyes and camera on it. My plan is executing brilliantly!
Slowly, I creep towards them, reaching out and gently goosing lurkette on the tush. As they turn around, the furry creature behind them shouts out "Rawp! You're it!"
I shrink back into the bushes as ratbastic sings another chorus of "Kill the Squabbit" and lurkette sets off to find the next victim.
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"If you're walking on thin ice, you may as well go ahead and dance."
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