My name is Bryan Ray the Firefighter. I’m riding on the back of the fire-van and rescuing all the people, pets, women and newborns.
One day, I was standing on the top of a rock, looking through my binoculars, and I spotted a fire blazing deep in the distance; so I sprang into action. For there is nothing that gets me more excited than the opportunity to fight fire. Firefighting is my calling in life. Plus I have a spotted dog whom I nicknamed Firedog; he drinks boll weevil flavored brandy (made specially for canines). Firedog sniffs around and helps me find the heart of the blaze. Sniffing around is Firedog’s calling in life.
Oh my goodness, here it is: the raging, enormous fire — if we don’t put it out, it will burn down the entire house! And here comes Bambi the deer running out of the garage with antlers aflame!
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