I could hear Bob pounding on the window from the other room, so I had to come in and see what he was so upset about. This chipmunk was sitting on the woodpile, completely aware that Bob was frantically trying to get at him, but smart enough to know that there was no way Bob could get at him.
So, while Bob spazzed out, the chipmunk took a bath.
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Mmmm chipmunks! Someday you'll get your chipmunk, Bob. Someday.
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