Native Americans always gain access to super markets

"A loincloth?" you say.

"Yeah, of course!" Lenny says.

"But why?"

Morton explains, "Since peanut butter dated back to so long ago, we thought that the grocery store we're bringing you to might let you have all you want, being a Native American and all."

"I look stupid," you complain, looking at your loincloth again.

"Oh hush, that's because we haven't painted you yet!" Lenny scolds.

"Paint?" you say faintly.

"That's right," Morton says, "in order to fully portray the Native American concept, you have to be painted like one, just like in this book right here." He pulls a book out from behind him, which reads, "How to Dress Up Like a Native American"

"Now, let's get started." Morton snaps his fingers and immediately you freeze in a spread-eagle position.

"Another effect of the Serum," you think.

Lenny pulls out cans of paint and gives a brush to Morton and keeps one for herself. As soon as the paint brush touches your bare skin, you begin to giggle, but you can't move.

"Now, this won't hurt a bit." Morton soothes. But both former-squirrels ignore your ticklish laughter as they continue to paint all over you.

"How much HAHAHA longer HAHAHA do I have to get painted TEEHEEHEE?!?!"

"Until you look like this!" Lenny shows him a page of the book, but amid your bleary eyes from the tickles, you see the most tattooed man from a ripped-out page of the Guinness Book of World Records!

"Oh no! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

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