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In the early morning hours nature calls. Yes. A Spankling does shit in the woods.
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| I hope this isn't poison ivy I'm squatting in. Oh! A bear! | |
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| What a stink! I wonder what that ugly thing eats. | |
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The two creatures of God eye each other with suspicion.
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| Good god is it big and hairy! Nice ass though... | |
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| Why is it rubbing its tiny hairless butt on that poison ivy? It must be tougher than it looks! | |
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But alas, no mutual communion is reached.
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| Hello there Yogi. You look lonely. Come here often? | |
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| ROAR! (Gaa! It's coming after me! Run everybody! RUN!) | |
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