"Oh, really. I mean those neighbors, spoiling my view by building those horrible McMushrooms right in front of the ocean!" This is what Millie was thinking as she craned her neck to look behind her on her way to the beach (note her stylish 3,000 peso bathing suit). "And what do they think those shingled spores are going to do for my property value? It just keeps getting lower and lower." Millie could feel her long, beautiful straight tail (her pride and joy) curl with disgust. And they were always having the most explicit parties, what with the rabbits everywhere and with everyone. Really, she couldn't stand this sort of inconsideration. Millie fumed as she stalked off to the beach. But she was comforted by all the things she was planning to do. The extra wing on her shoehouse was going to be added next week, and tomorrow night was the biggest bash of the year, and she was going to have to get a live DJ, maybe even one of the pheasants, over to blast the stereo. And she musn't forget to take out the trash. But the dump was so far away, maybe she would just dump it over by the side of the road. No one would notice. And anyways, even if those horrible obnoxious neighbors were to complain, they were the ones doing wrong! Millie was sure she was the nicest, most considerate neighbor on the whole drive...
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