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Me! Mooseblood's about to eat it! Yowser! Gross. There's a little grabby. My sweet lord of bees! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate around it. I gotta say something. All right, your turn. TiVo. You can read it below: EXTRACT FROM BOOK – Log.txt by Ver Y. Cool-authr: The drone pulled into close range, before firing! I quickly pulled.