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To: [The fox]
From: [Happily not a hound]
Subject: Well well

Jen appears to have gotten over her case of involuntary Canine, so I assume the same already applies to yourself, or shall shortly. So, whilst not to obviate the invaluable lesson we have all surely learned about the Importance of Avoiding Certain Comments, but as your mate I am compelled to ask: a fox? Truly?

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To: [The last time I had no thumbs it sucked a lot more]
From: [NO fond memories]
Subject: not as glad as I am.

I'd just not like to have to explain -again- why it's a thing. I mean, Laurie already doesn't get why it bugs me.

Road with warmer fluffier butt. And I have no sympathy for either of those two. They were the yappiest yappy dogs ever AND didn't get that I did not want to farking snuggle. Seriously, if they're like that as people, it's a big giant DO NOT WANT. Also most chicks like that are too skinny. I'd be afraid of breaking them.

So, what like where Catseye was a cat and Logan's like, a badger-wolf-thing, I'm a fox? Wow there's a WORLD of bad pickup lines there.

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Ah, Laurie can, perhaps, be forgiven. She's not yet been through the equivalent wringer of Odd. Considering the number of times we've all found ourselves in various other shapes, she's quite a ways to catch up. No doubt she'll understand once she is herself on the wrong end of an encounter with a mutant whose talent is to transform bystanders into asparagus, or something similarly ridiculous.

They were a bit . . . yes. Forward. Whilst I pride myself on my lack of prejudice, I cannot un-hear the constant yipping of the return trip. Besides, I believe Whitney fancied you.

As far as genetic antecendants goes, take heart. Though bad jokes may ensue, at least you are not lavendar.

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Maybe I can bribe whatsherface the dog whisperer to turn Laurie into a poodle for a couple days.

Whitney can bite me. I have a girlfriend and she's not, you know, DUMB. Seriously, dude, they made dumb dogs.

I'll stick with tan, thanks. Hey, did you pick up my uniform pants? Because I can't find them.