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| I wonder when the acorn is gonna drop from that tree... | |
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An hour later, in rage...
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| **** it, I'm gonna chop the ****ing thing down for those acorns! | |
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Still unable to chop the tree down, the squirrel turns to his last possible solution...
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| -No!! You're gonna burn us all down!- | |
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| You leave me no choice but to use this match!! | |
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