I like to do my part to help the environment. I am confident in my ability to survive an apocalyptic wasteland, but I fear weaker animals, like humans and more importantly chickens, might die off. Without tasty chicken to munch on and humans to bring it to me, well let's just say I don't like to think about it. One way I have decided to contribute is to break down newspaper so it's quicker and easier to process it at the recycling plant. I think it's a brilliant way to help, but it seems to annoy my stupid environment hating humans. This has led to some conflict, but I will not back down from my ideals. And if they don't stop interfering they will pay with their fingers...
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