So we're traveling the regular every other Sunday route to FreshAyer.... down 128 up Rt. 2A to Rt. 2. All of a sudden, I started to notice the high amount of squished squirrel carcasses littering the roadway. Must have passed about a dozen little red mounds of grey fur and squirrel innards.
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Plus, there were a lot of squirrels darting across the road.
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This can only mean one thing, and I don't mean a run on acorn hoarding.
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These squirrels are undoubtedly looking for a little nookie, a little tail, or in their case, a little more tail.
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These squirrels are undoubtedly looking for a little nookie, a little tail, or in their case, a little more tail.
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And they are willing to pay a stiff price for squirrel poontang.
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