Hey, what's all the whining and boo-hooing about here? What are you all, a bunch of sissies or what? I kill stuffed animals all the time ... and I like it! I rip out their guts, and then I chew up their squeakers! Hee hee hee.
And my buddies Thunder and Georgie help me do it, too. We're a regular gang of thugs around here when it comes to disemboweling stuffies. You gotta problem with that, punk?!?!
And just to show we ain't afraid of the coppers coming down on us for doing it either ... here's a picture of us in action, except we decided to kill a shirt sleeve this time instead! Death to stuffies and shirt sleeves!
Signed,
Vanilla
"We give dogs the time we can spare, the space we can spare and the love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It's the best deal man has ever made" - M. Facklam
"We are raised to honor all the wrong explorers and discoverers - thieves planting flags, murderers carrying crosses. Let us at last praise the colonizers of dreams."- P.S. Beagle
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king." - J.R.R. Tolkien
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