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7/20/2025, 6:12:58 AM
7/6/2025, 1:42:36 PM
Last night I heard a thud in the living room and rushed out to find Dogman standing there, holding my TV remote like it was some kind of trophy. His eyes gleamed with mischief and without a word he turned, released the loudest fart I have ever heard, and then casually made a mess right on my rug before vanishing into the shadows. The smell was unbearable and the remote was never found again. I tried to sleep but strange laughter echoed through the vents. Just before dawn, Sasquatch arrived. He stood in my backyard with the rising mist around him, gave a solemn nod, and I knew justice would come. This was no longer just a haunting. It was a war.
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