I'm not to be confused with a frabjous fennec. Au-treese vs Au-tree-chey. Treese are introverted, growly things that avoid sunlight and sporting events. Cheys are obnoxious, burbling harbingers of all that is unholy and skittle-flavored. A decade of confusion has required a larger degree of separation, ergo I answer to Toni, or Gruff, or Auntie Whispers while she, in her magnanimous way, hoarded all that is auty. Somebody needs to invent reliable teleportation just so I can deliver toxic waffles to her freezer.
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