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7:00
November 2
1932
Dear Diary,
The dawn was cresting over the bush,
I knew that my country was facing one of its greatest threats ever to face Australia.
Emus
Those damn birds just keep coming in mobs.
Come high noon, we shall ride on our crocs and destroy these damn birds!
~time skip~
Crocs apparently don't like it when you jump on their back and scream, "Crawl!"
Hopefully these stitches won't get in the way
Jett Kirkland
Australia