*sneaks in, glances around suspiciously*

Pst. The eagle flies at midday.

*sneaks out again*

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And crashes into the dove, who ran the red light.

Eagle: Why can't you watch where the fuck you're going, you idiot?!
Dove: **looks about at all the feathers everywhere and melts into a puddle of chocolate and vanilla ice cream, the stick suspiciously erect**
Eagle: **eyes stick** Guess I showed him. **strut**


Sanity? What's that?
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