Just how twisted up are their knickers to have them treating us so cruelly? It even shows in our rations! There are treats and good meat packed with it, but never enough to last. [she shakes her head sadly as she speaks that last line] Instead we have to make do with that . . . that stuff that's barely even fit for a dog's dinner! We turn to the local resources, the haunches and other such things, to supplement our supplies, but it's something we are compelled do on our own for our survival.
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