Seventy-Six.
Seventy-Four.
Seventy-One.
Sixty-Nine...Huehuehue.
Sixty-Seven...nu.
Sixty-Five.
Sixty-Two.
Idk my phone was being weird and didn't type in "Fifty-Seven" welp...Fifty-Nine now.
Thirty-Seven.
That's a first. Everyone has been trying to pluck my feathers and/or fry me. Fifty-Three.
How about we blame the both of them? (At least you don't want to eat me...like the others) Fifty-One.
Eh, I blame Booker. Forty-Nine.
But I don't think he knows me. Forty-Seven.
And how would you know this? Might I ask. Forty-Five.
But why my eggs? ;-; Forty-Three.
For you, eh? Forty-One.
So I've been called before..Thirty-Nine.
Well they did on my watch...Thirty-Seven.
Nah they called for a Thirty-Five.
Thirty-Three.
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