Door to Somewhere

How do you do, said the Fox to the Chick, Do you know where I can find the nearest fast food restaurant since the wolves hunt for all the food and you know? I feel hungry.

How can that be, thought the hen, that fox isn't even real but painted brushes like me by a guy last night it was kind of exciting to see him at work and paint brush, sort of spray the fox around the corner. The only reason I could see him come alive was because the little don't to somewhere was open.

No idea, she said, if I were you I would think of something else instead of food. You are losing your sanity.

You think so, the fox replied, I can tell you it's boring to be painted on the electricity checkpoint.

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Prompt: see title}