Two guys walk into the food court just in front of the mall arcade. The games set wall to wall of consoles, and token prize machines. The owner greets them as they walk to a table.

While nibbling on their food, the raccoon spots her. Eyes focused on her swaying rear as she maneuvers over a pinball machine. He taps his lemur friend, “Dude! Dude check her out!”

The lemur looks and sighs, “ Nah man. You don't want that.”
“WHAT?! Why?”
“She's one of those, freaks.”
“I like freaks.”
“No, I mean the take apart ones. You don't want that?”
“Oh. You mean she....oh.....is it contagious?”
“Do you want to find out?”
“I guess not. Man, what a shame.”

The two guys finish their food and sit back. The raccoon thinks a bit as he watches her go over to the arcade desk and talk with the owner.

“Wait.” he says, “How do you know she's a freak?”
The lemur replies,“I know the owner, dude.”
He sips his empty drink and continues, “He says she comes in once a week. He's seen her take her tail off or her foot or something. She comes in spends a couple of hours playing around and looking for a hookup. Nobody wants that though.”

“That sucks, man. She looks good.”

The lemur shrugs. After a while, the two guys get up and continue on their way. The raccoon gives one last look at the rat's backside, then shakes his head pitifully.

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