Squirrel DeMilo
Squirrel Queen isn’t well. We’ve tried to help her. Alas, it hasn’t worked. Therapy has gone awry. Medication (well, a lot of Miller Lite) hasn’t helped the synapses in her brain.
I will contend that maybe, just maybe, she is queen of all squirrels as she insists she is.
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Heh. (You realize I’m gonna be kilt, as the kids in Hooterville say.)











I just come up with the scenarios. Somebody else has to live them.
Alright, sweetie. I’m bringing you your happy pill.