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Saturday, May 14, 2005

Beware the Black Squirrels!

The Notorious S.Q.U.I.R.R.E.L., one of the leaders of the Black Squirrel movement.Carrying boomboxen blasting out loud chittering rap music, and armed with miniature Uzis and Glocks, Black Squirrels are on the move in Washington, DC, according to a story at the Washington Post (reg. req.).

I got my brain on [a]corn.
Tonight'll be your night.
I got this long-assed tooth,
and your neck looks just right.
My fur is bristlin'.
My
[cheek] pouch is whistlin'.
I'm 'bout to chew on somethin'
A piglet
[animal control officer] chased me for nuthin'!

No longer content to steal birdseed from purple martin homes or accept Park Service handouts, the Black Squirrels have begun to target snack vans and grandmothers.

Could these be the ecologically oriented domestic terrorists the FBI is warning us about?

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