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Here, Snarfer is thinking. For those of you with weak hearts, we hope this shock didn't induce death. But he does think. Once in a while. If he followed my example, he'd think a lot more. I'm always thinking. Is that why you wander around with a blank expression on your face? I do not do that. Do I, Lynx-O? Why are you asking me? I'm blind. |
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This is disturbing. I think this was Snarfer's attempt at a Halloween costume, but I'm not sure. If it isn't, I don't want to know what it is. Maybe Snarfer was trying to summong the spirits of the dead and accidentally got himself possessed. I wouldn't put it past my nephew to pull a stunt like that. I hope he was properly exorcised. A possessed Snarfer could be a problem. |
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Tails are very important to a snarf. We use them for all kinds of things. It's like a fifth limb. And when you're a snarf, you need all the help you can get. I don't think I'll dignify that with a response. Then I'll let it stand as fact. It is NOT a fact. You're losing, Snarf. |
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