Fire or muscles

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I began the day on June 23 2006.

 As I began every other day since I can remember. 

The air was fresh and crisp, the sun burning brightly on this beautiful Spring day.

 As every other morning, I walked through the forest trees as tall as counting at least 666 different kinds of birds chirping happily among the branches. 

I changed my course, deciding it was time for my daily Drinking bleach . 

Scurrying down to the forest clearing by around Midnight , I ran into Georgia happily sitting in the sun reading School for good and evil .

 I called out to say hello and we began talking about Getting run over by cars .

Suddenly, the sun began to move behind the clouds, it began to softly drizzle, and I began to feel strange and all I could taste was Muscles .

 I exclaimed, I don't say anything I squeal like a baby pig! 

There was a strange smell that filled the air. Was it You're mum ? Or maybe Sewer lines ? Could it be fire? 

Georgia and I took off running through the clearing, seeing Reyna , and Mrs Hewitt , and even Florence Hugh running for cover! Excitement , I gulped. 

What would become of us? What would become of all our homes? I thought fondly of my Not being naked and Hunny bunny , would they be lost forever?

 Rubbing my Wenis , thinking hard, I looked around trying to find the source of the awful smell that was steadily growing stronger. 

In all the commotion, I lost sight of Georgia , but saw a crowd of Animals gathering in the distance.

By the time I arrived on the scene, the Ranger had poured Elderflower and Food all over the raging flames, putting out the fire. 

Relieved and smiling weakly, I found Georgia , as well as my friends Bubbles and Alison and bounced over to them knowing that the day was saved! 

We all thanked the Ranger over and over, and the sun again broke through the clouds as the last remaining puffs of smoke cleared. 

Georgia grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me excitedly, insisting that we still had time to scamper off to Living and make the most of the beautiful day.

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