Dear Kakabro,
In the holidays something odd happened. I went outside to go and fed my goat except I was the food. My head shook, my body quivered. Until all of a sudden it swallowed me. His body was full of grass, it felt like I was inside a lawn mower. Lucky I brought pen and paper, that's how I wrote this letter, and just letting you know never feed a goat.
From Sheridan
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