"I’m hiding in the tree tonight, and when they come back to finish it, I’ll make them pay," said the demon squirrel. "Who is the impotent earth dweller down there? I should kill him now so that he doesn't get in the way."
The wall happened to be the demon meeting spot of the month, and the squirrel was disgusted at the art that now occupied its bricks. The squirrel leaped down and viciously clawed out the old man's eyes before lying in wait for the graffiti artists. They would regret ever mucking up his turf.
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