you never how she could afford an elephant as a maid, let alone her insatiable appetite, every day after her work done, she would go down to the wine cellar and enjoy a glass of her favorite vintages. it was her favorite indulgence, or the many fruits, vegetables, and other assorted meals she ate alongside her regularly scheduled regiment of leaves and peanuts, she sit there, in silent content, enjoying her glass of port, listening to old records, you decided after years of curiosity, as you've seen her grow from a tiny young calf barely 200 lbs into a enormous 16,000 lb beast, who, despite her size, was as quiet as the mice she exterminates by eating them. you decide to go and meet her, after all it would bee 3 months till they got back, so why not get to know the maid that had enthralled him for all those years. you go downstairs to the cellar to see her in all her glory, she notices you coming from afar and says "hello there, i didn't expect to see you down here" "well i figure since im home alone, why not try things ive never tried before staring with this" he said nervously" he went to sit down on a small beach chair that sort of made him slump, made more for the sands then a hard wood floor, she then asks "would you like some port?"
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