A nutty little squirrel once told me that he likes acorns and that my body is shaped like the perfect acorn, top to bottom. He whispered it in my ear and, while it gave me the willies, I also felt something moving down below. I looked back at Mr. Squirrel and right when I was about to whisper "I love you too, my dear," he bit me on the nose and gave me rabies.
Love the drawings lady!
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