reminds me of a timewhen my brother and i got hamsters as our first pets. I named mine Hammy (never said i was original) and he named his pac-man, but then changed it to superman. We loved the little critters...for about a week and then we forgot about them altogether. My brother remembers that we do indeed have pets! and goes to check up on them, only to find my hamsters head rummaging around in his hamsters ribcage (foraging for food i guess). the little bastard at my brothers hamster, i was grounded, and my mother was so disgusted she flushed my hamster down the toilet.alive.
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