So there’s a guy and there’s a weird-looking squirrel, and the guy shouts down from his balcony at it, "What are you? A fucking chipmunk? You’re a fucking chipmunk? Is that what you are, huh?" And the squirrel hears him and stops scurrying and looks around jerkily and the guy shouts, "Yeah, you. What are you, huh? A bunny? A fucking baby bunny rabbit? Is that it? Are you a gopher? Are you a fucking squirrel?" The squirrel starts running down the street again. And the way it runs isn’t very squirrel-like. "You’re a fucking squirrel, huh?" the guy shouts. "Where’s your bushy fucking tail? What’s that light stripe on you fur? What are you? A fucking chipmunk? A rat?" That’s the last straw. The squirrel isn’t going to let the guy on the balcony insult him like that. He shouts back, "A rat? Fuck you. Yeah, I’m a fucking squirrel. What’s it to you, punk? And where’s your fucking bushy tail? You don’t even have a tail, you fucking tailless piece of shit." "Go fuck yourself, you fucking wannabe chipmunk motherfucker," shouts the guy. "I hope my cat eats your ass!" "Your cat is the laziest, stupidest, fattest piece-of-shit cat I ever saw," the squirrel yells back. "It couldn’t catch a piece of Meow Mix taped to its paw." "Don’t you talk about my cat," says the man. "My cat could whoop your ass in two seconds flat." "Yeah, bring him out then and let’s see what he’s got." "All right. Don’t you move," says the man, going in from his balcony and slamming the door. Three minutes later he’s out on the street with the cat in his arms, but the squirrel is gone. "Where are you, you fucking cowardly motherfucking bunny-rabbit piece-of-shit ugly-ass squirrel?" yells the man, looking frantically through the treetops. "You fucking ran away, huh? You yellow fucking rat!" In his rage, the man throws the cat against the ground. Luckily, it lands on soft dirt and isn’t harmed. It picks itself up and runs into some bushes. "Fuck you, cat!" shouts the man, and goes back inside.