As some of you may recall, squirrels love me, at least compared to cars. Recently, however, I ran afoul of a squirrel who was enjoying a piece of cake. There was no "Hi, cutie pie" this time, as you shall see...
I hope no squirrel and dwarf attack squad has my number now. I am far too big a coward to face such a danger:
I would probably just pee my pants, fall to my knees and beg for my life. Thank God all of this is just in my head. It is, right? Tell me it is.
Whenever you can, let them eat cake.
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