i feel...

...nothing.
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what do you know about burglars?
how about thieves?
well,
up here in the woodsly goodness we have a theory-
the only good looter?
yuuuuuuuuuuup.
a dead looter.
teleport?
affirmatively verminated:

for what it's worth, my conscience is crystal clear.
why is that?
because if he hadn't done what i told him not to do,
he'd still be alive right now.
infinite nature trumps free will every time;
and each and every battle beast knows that nature wins.
accordingly,
we activate our fundamental instincts.
hard styles and hard hearts are all we really allow to thrive in
the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
real talk.
neighbors,
how could that even be true?
because life IS pain, princess,
even for rodents of unusual(ly average) size.
today is the day.
and every day is the worst day,
especially the last day,
which in this case, is today.
i even used some expert last meal-type cashew butter.
that's some luxurious gourmet jauns, kids.
y'heard?
decently fed,
decently killed,
it's all really happening;
never quiet, never soft.....7x42