Fred rushes into the forest to escape the screaming teenyboppers and the
awful Hanson music. Branches whip his face and mud sucks at his feet. He
runs until the awful racket is lost behind him and all he can hear is his
own loud breatihng. He stops in a moonlit clearing to rest. As he looks
around, gasping for breath, he sees another pile of dragon droppings.
These are so fresh that they are steaming in the cold air! Then Fred
wonders what temperature dragon droppings are when freshly passed. After
all if a dragon's bum is as hot as it's breath, it could take awhile for
droppings to stop steaming. Fred decides to
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