I have my trusty sidekick, fluffykins, the robot parakeet with the brain of a hammerhead shark. He sits daintily upon my shoulder and quality assures every pretzel that comes out of my tasty built in preztel-machiney goodness. He flaps his wings if the pretzels are poisoned, he can tell.
He's also got razorblades for talons and the blood-fervor of a shark, so if someone tries to poison my pretzels, he activates my auto-pretzel protection mode. His one weakness is candy corn. That sonofabitch would sell my robot body up the river to a chevy dealership if you offered him candy corn.
That's why I killed him. That traitorous ass.
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