Once, a long time ago a gnome walked out of his little mushroom house. It was early in the morning. A squirrel appeared at the end of the road. "What's up?", he asked. "Nothing really", answered the gnome, "My house's a bit small, there's not much room in there" he added. "That's alright", the squirrel said, "You're quite a fun guy, you'll fit in".

The gnome walked back into the little mushroom and lived happily ever after.


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