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September 4, 2007

Jim: The Fire’s On But Nobody’s Home

“Fire, Mog! Fire! Run away!”

“Settle down, Torg. This is my fire.”

“Your fire?”

“Yep. I made it myself by smashing some rocks together over dry moss for a couple of hours.”

“Hmmm. This must be a slow day for you. So, what’s this fire good for?”

“I dunno. I guess you could burn meat and things in it.”

“Why would I want to do that?”

“Dunno. It’s kinda pretty, though, huh?”

“So how do we make the fire go away, Mog?”

“I think we gotta pee on it.”

“Then let’s do that and go find something to eat.”

“Okay.”

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