Every Owl Has His Breaking Point
It’s good to hear you voice, Woodso. It’s been a long time.
SMOKEMAN: Look, you’ve done some damage here, the park rangers don’t want anymore trouble. That’s why I’ve come. I want to come in there and fly you the heck out, just you and me. How’s that sound?
WOODSO: Where’d you come from, sir?
WOODSO: I tried to get in touch with you, but the guys in Yosemite never knew where to find you.
SMOKEMAN: You know I haven’t been spending a lot of time there lately. They’ve got me down in Yellowstone. I’m shining a fire lookout tower with my butt.
WOODSO: I wish I was in Yosemite now.
SMOKEMAN: We’ll talk about that when you come in to the visitor’s center.
WOODSO: I can’t do that, sir.
SMOKEMAN: Look, Woodso, we can’t have you running around out there killing friendly park patrons!
WOODSO: THERE ARE NO FRIENDLY PARK PATRONS! There wouldn’t even be any trouble if it hadn’t been for that stupid park ranger. All I wanted was to stop pollution, but they kept pushing me, sir.
SMOKEMAN: Well you did some pushing of your own, Woodso.
WOODSO: They threw first litter, Smokey. They threw first litter.
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Don’t wear this shirt: if everyone on your camping trip was killed by a guy in an owl suit and now you can’t see the forest for the BLOOD ALL THE BLOOD DRIPPING FROM EVERY LEAF OF EVERY TREE OH GOD WHY WAS I LEFT ALIVE WHY!
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