Once upon a time in a warm sheltered valley, there lived an aged hermit.
He lived in a small thatch-roofed house, providing meager shelter from the elements. He had no family but instead lived in the company of a small group of squirrels that were dedicated to his protection.
However, the hermit - named Satch - soon grew quite famished, and ate one of his mini friends.
So the squirrels attacked him, and he fled into a city, and he was quite amazed, as he had never been to a large city before. One of the things he first noticed was the large amount of pigeons, which reminded him somewhat of his squirrels. Unfourtunatly the pigions had plenty of food and didnt want to share. Then out of nowhere a cat attacked the pigeon's and shared with Satch.
"Where the hell did you come from?" Satch asked the cat.
"No hablo inglés," said the cat.
So the hermit chased away the cat to eat the dead pigeon's.
After Satch ate he went to the bar -Muskey's-. He drank all day and all night.
When it came time for him to pay his tab, he pulled out a bag of squirrel droppings, expecting that to satisfy the innkeeper.
The innkeeper gladly accepted, although nobody knows for sure what use he put them too. When the innkeeper went to bed he put the squirrel droppings under his pillow.
Once upon a time in a warm sheltered valley, there lived an aged hermit.
He lived in a small thatch-roofed house, providing meager shelter from the elements. He had no family but instead lived in the company of a small group of squirrels that were dedicated to his protection.
However, the hermit - named Satch - soon grew quite famished, and ate one of his mini friends.
So the squirrels attacked him, and he fled into a city, and he was quite amazed, as he had never been to a large city before. One of the things he first noticed was the large amount of pigeons, which reminded him somewhat of his squirrels. Unfourtunatly the pigions had plenty of food and didnt want to share. Then out of nowhere a cat attacked the pigeon's and shared with Satch.
"Where the hell did you come from?" Satch asked the cat.
"No hablo inglés," said the cat.
So the hermit chased away the cat to eat the dead pigeon's.
After Satch ate he went to the bar -Muskey's-. He drank all day and all night.
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He lived in a small thatch-roofed house, providing meager shelter from the elements. He had no family but instead lived in the company of a small group of squirrels that were dedicated to his protection.
However, the hermit - named Satch - soon grew quite famished, and ate one of his mini friends.
So the squirrels attacked him, and he fled into a city, and he was quite amazed, as he had never been to a large city before. One of the things he first noticed was the large amount of pigeons, which reminded him somewhat of his squirrels. Unfourtunatly the pigions had plenty of food and didnt want to share. Then out of nowhere a cat attacked the pigeon's and shared with Satch.
"Where the hell did you come from?" Satch asked the cat.
"No hablo inglés," said the cat.
So the hermit chased away the cat to eat the dead pigeon's.
After Satch ate he went to the bar -Muskey's-. He drank all day and all night.
When it came time for him to pay his tab, he pulled out a bag of squirrel droppings, expecting that to satisfy the innkeeper.
The innkeeper gladly accepted, although nobody knows for sure what use he put them too. When the innkeeper went to bed he put the squirrel droppings under his pillow.
He lived in a small thatch-roofed house, providing meager shelter from the elements. He had no family but instead lived in the company of a small group of squirrels that were dedicated to his protection.
However, the hermit - named Satch - soon grew quite famished, and ate one of his mini friends.
So the squirrels attacked him, and he fled into a city, and he was quite amazed, as he had never been to a large city before. One of the things he first noticed was the large amount of pigeons, which reminded him somewhat of his squirrels. Unfourtunatly the pigions had plenty of food and didnt want to share. Then out of nowhere a cat attacked the pigeon's and shared with Satch.
"Where the hell did you come from?" Satch asked the cat.
"No hablo inglés," said the cat.
So the hermit chased away the cat to eat the dead pigeon's.
After Satch ate he went to the bar -Muskey's-. He drank all day and all night.