We see him prowl through the regions of the internet, resting for a while in the land of b3ta. Oh! He spots a wild beau bo d'or! Crawling through the dense grass, he attempts to fathom the wild beau bo d'or; whetting its political wings softly, and cries his call of 'I don't get it!'
Egads! The wild beau bo d'or has scampered away, and the young b3tan sits, confused.
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Egads! The wild beau bo d'or has scampered away, and the young b3tan sits, confused.