[Ah, CFUD. The swamp is steaming, the toucans are kibitzing on campers' love lives, and local wildlife is generally getting on with wildlifing in their natural habitat. On this lovely campy day, one hawk is sitting in a tree--
[...or he was, anyway, until
a special package fell out of the sky and sniped him into the underbrush.]
[[Chan's fault in general, Firo's in specific. ITP: characters >100 in real years are pelted with packages of adult diapers. Yes, even if you look twelve. Minglepost, Horus will not be responding o/]]