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Just your typical evening for squirrel
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| Oh my... the phone is ringing non-stop, yesterday's orders need to be done, UPS needs to be packed up, bashers are bashing, flooders are flooding, spammers spamming, and 378 people yelling for help... | |
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Scotti, who HAS no adult responsibilities, arrives...
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| I swear... if one more person demands my attention my head is going to explode! :( | |
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And the guilt trip begins...
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| I love you! Do you love me? Huh? Huh? Do you?? Why aren't you answering right away? I know you're making all that "busy" stuff up! Why do you ignore me?? You must not love me! Answer MEEEE!!!! | |
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