
I’m prey I suppose. Sure I eat little mice, but I gotta eat something!
Let’s put it this way:
More things want to eat me, than I want to eat them.
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*screams**Breakfasts on smoked salmon with scrambled eggs, and cadges a cup of TR273's tea while he's not looking*
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Don't worry about it I have plenty.
*Makes more.**I sneeze, blowing away all your tea*
sorry
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