Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss

Firebugs

Fred decided that this sort of place was not an ideal position to spend the afternoon. It was time to spread out and find a female again. This sort of life was becoming boring. He had been through the process twice already this year and his offspring were already populating the place: space was becoming tight. And then the walking exercises he had to go through to make the chosen firebug happy. Walking around for ages, sometimes a week. connected to the chosen one. He could only think of one phrase in Firebug language, yes, it was an “uptight lack”. There he was stranded on a stalk and most of his mates were of the new generation and bathing in the sun on a golden rod.

Firebugs

It was not fair, they had a year before the uptight position would occur. for them. And then he saw her, the most beautiful…

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