They Scurry Among Us

Dear Diary,
I'd like to talk to you about something serious: sciruophobia, the fear of squirrels. I am not afraid of squirrels; I'm just scared of what they're capable of doing. Sure, it seems like they are just digging for buried nuts in the ground, but that's just a diversion. They know that most humans cannot stand against a "cute" squirrel, but I see through their clever plans. I know that they are planning on eliminating the humans, with the aid of our robots, because they want the humans gone as well. Luckily I was able to get some snapshots of the squirrels when they don't have their guards up, such as the following:

You might laugh now, but just wait until the joint-squirrel and robotic uprising happens. You'll look back on this post (since the robots will have it on their monitor screens so it will be the last thing you see) and think, "That FakeLiz sure knew what she was talking about. We should have made her president." You'll realize it someday.
I've warned you, Diary. Don't trust the squirrels.

-Liz >8^O