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The Black Bee Club

The new gentleman’s club is rumored to be exclusive to the braggarts in town. They have to dress up, and some of these squirrels used to only dress down. Are their pole dancers? Another teacher asked of all people, unknowing me. Unsure, I replied. The only thing I know is they have named it The Black Bee. Black Bee; seems odd, said a few school teachers at our lunch table. One claimed there were auditions, her name is Miss Merrywinkle Mable. It is exclusive, I think I said, I heard there are monthly membership dues. Let’s go over there and find out, said our resident biddy, Sally Boo Hoos. Some of the men of the club caught wind of our plan and made a secret knock. They put out a sign also that said this club is closed until nine o’clock. Is this only a men’s club? Merrywinkle asked, sticking a note to their door. Those sneaky Black Bee members eventually moved their club to the shore.

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