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“Red!” Chuck zipped to his doorstep, feathers dull, eyes glazed. “I can’t… I can’t go fast. I tried. I just… I’m halfway through a ten-season pig drama. I can’t stop.”

He typed a one-star review.

One of the hatchlings, a little red fuzzball, was trying to roll a stone. It wasn't working. He looked at Red with big, sad eyes. “Uncle Red? Why are you watching movies about being angry… instead of being angry?” angry bird filmyzilla

“No,” Red said, grinning. “We don’t need a slingshot.” “Red

But FilmyZilla was a trap. It wasn’t a site. It was a . “Red!” Chuck zipped to his doorstep

Bomb floated by, but he didn’t explode. He just sighed. “I feel so… compressed.”