I feel like now is a good time to get everything out in the open. I might as well do it whilst this chapter of weirdness is open. Then we can close the book on this whole ugly business and move on to pastures greener and less freaky.
So, here goes. I also didn't use to beleive in foxes. I did, however, believe I was a fairy. I believed it so much that I even ate acorns, which I was led to believe were a staple part of a fairy's diet. I was sick. Then I realised I wasn't a fairy. You'll be glad to know that I have also since realised that foxes are in fact real animals. I still have my doubts about duck billed platypus though.
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I thought you were a fairy too. As for foxes, they really don't exist. It's just those damn poodles wearing mean suits so they can kill chickens(they are doing us all a huge favour there) much the same way as a bank robber wears a balaclva!
I began to gag at the thought of eating an acorn. The sensation of what the pointy part of the acorn in my mouth is very disheartening.
Tenacious Lee: Ok, so maybe I am a fairy! Blast those poodles... I'd always suspected they were evil!
Beehive Hairdresser: Yeah, I have to say that it was not good. I was just trying to be a good fairy!
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