in pursuit of poopiness

the little dachshund wasted no time in going back inside his house. it is not every day that things like this happen, thought the little dachshund with a sense of urgency reserved only for the utmost important of matters. i mean, practically anyone can poop a snakey, he thought as he raced to find his best toyfriend duk duk. and even i can poop a corkscrew now. but, to find a cube shaped poopie? in my own backyard??  with news so important, the little dachshund did not even notice the numerous empty bags of gummy worms that surrounded his best toyfriend when he finally found him. “duk duk! duk duk! code cube! code cube! grab your binoculars and get your fluffy butt outside. if we hurry we might can finally catch up with mister wombat and ask him how he makes it!” 

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