I know that you're all dying to know how my life has been since my fleece pants got eaten by a rabid animal. Well, I purchased a new pair of black fleece pants online, but they just weren't the same. I mean, I like them, but nothing was like my pants. But then, just when I had lost all hope, my mom picked me up at the airport with some purple husky pants. They're not quite the same, but they're good. Sometimes change is a good thing.
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