Hmm. That reminds me of a time somewhere south of Istanbul when this green bat sized thing flew into our bedroom. The hotel host found us in the restaurant at 4 am, came to see our room, dove on this thing and laughed. Grabbed it, showed us, and tossed it out the window. It was green, should have been a clue. If I had cheetos I would not have taken any swings.
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