Is it just me
Or is it getting darker down here?
I--I just feel--
DON'T TOUCH ME!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
It's just this whole underground thing
Is starting to get to me
I mean, would it kill them
To put some bay windows
Down here?
Or just get some lighting?
Even artificial lighting
It is pitch black down here
Last week I was halfway through mating with someone
Before I realized it was just a pile of my own excrement
By the way
Is there a reason we don't have a better
Sanitation system down here?
Or any plumbing whatsoever?
I mean, we're not animals
I mean, we are
But we're not stupid animals
We're not prairie dogs
For crying out--
WHAT WAS THAT?
WAS THAT A SHOVEL?
I HEARD A SHOVEL!
Okay, seriously
I'm freaking out
Can't I just go for a walk or something?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Spring's coming early
Fall back
Happy New Year
Now can I get the hell out of here?
It smells
Everything smells
The dirt smells
We have gotten to the point
Where dirt smells worse than dirt
We have made dirt dirtier
HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?
I'm going to pass out
Oh wait, I can't!
There's no room!
There isn't even room
To faint down here!
I've seen ant colonies
With higher ceilings
You know what?
I'm going to go above-ground
And see if I can pass for a woodchuck
I'm sorry, everybody
But this whole groundhog thing?
It's really no way to live
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