Welcome once again to Uncle Stu's Treehouse. I'm Uncle Stu. Now I was putting some feed into my birdhouse the other day and I heard my feathered friends having a conversation. They said that parents and teachers are telling children not to trust Uncle Stu. I can't imagine why the parents don't like me. Just because Uncle Stu's telescope might catch them doing things they're not supposed to do once in a while. And what do the teachers have against me? Everyone already knew that they're the first ones to slap a uniform on you and send you off to die for your country. No one needed me to tell them.
I don't want to get in trouble or my mom will beat me. That uses up all her oxygen. Then I have to go to the store to get more.
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