In the deepest, darkest corner of the room, a ferret with a secretive smile was writing a letter filled with endorsements. For some reason the ferret was bleeding from his mouth, undeterred he continues to write.
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Then, his balls fall off
"Are you okay?" a weasel asked as it set its coffee cup on the table. The ferret eyed the weasel. "You're bleeding," said the weasel.
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