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"No Richard.

Richard, no.

Stop sneezing you look ridiculous.

Have been thinking of silly and or awfull things to doodle Richard in all day.

Like if zombie spit provides a wendigo fix, and Richard’s chest-tube yarks wendigo, then would that stuff be tasty too?

Would he use it as an impromptu milk-frother in an imaginary zombie cafe?

And when he sleeps, does he just loof over any available branch or beam… Or wrap his wings around to make a toasty little snug zombie burrito?

And well what would happen if he sneezed. And what would happen if he sneezed like… All over The Cat’s desk. While the Cat wasn’t there.

Or while he was there.

Or just all over The Cat.

Poor Richard. You might end up on the meaner end of some of my doodles. You horrible esophallus flesh eating glider-y thing.\"
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He would be disgusted and appalled and ready to have a shit fit, but then Sugarbell would go FOOD! and force him to lick it up.

Zombies don’t pass up free food.

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"No Richard.

Richard, no.

Stop sneezing you look ridiculous.

Have been thinking of silly and or awfull things to doodle Richard in all day.

Like if zombie spit provides a wendigo fix, and Richard’s chest-tube yarks wendigo, then would that stuff be tasty too?

Would he use it as an impromptu milk-frother in an imaginary zombie cafe?

And when he sleeps, does he just loof over any available branch or beam… Or wrap his wings around to make a toasty little snug zombie burrito?

And well what would happen if he sneezed. And what would happen if he sneezed like… All over The Cat’s desk. While the Cat wasn’t there.

Or while he was there.

Or just all over The Cat.

Poor Richard. You might end up on the meaner end of some of my doodles. You horrible esophallus flesh eating glider-y thing.\"
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He would be disgusted and appalled and ready to have a shit fit, but then Sugarbell would go FOOD! and force him to lick it up.

Zombies don’t pass up free food.