If you ever meet that guy that plays Janitor on Scrubs, please ask him to call me. I'd like to rent his squirrel army sometime...
People underestimate the power of a squirrel army, let alone one single squirrel. Just this morning I saw a squirrel fight off a crow for some kitchen scraps out of my dumpster. Yeah, a nimbly-bimbly squirrel versus a large, winged bird. It's like an ornithologist's wet dream. It was awesome. Had I stuck around, I believe the fight would have ended in the squirrel losing an eye (but ultimately taking on a weathered, rugged, and pretty cool look with an eye patch, but that's another story), but in a counterattack, Mr. Crow would lose a leg and break a wing--soon falling victim to the juvenile squirrels, much like lion cubs in the safari--gnarly little creatures! Those squirrels will forever remember the last gasping "caw, caw" from the crow...
I can't wait to get a hold of that squirrel army.
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