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| (loosely related introductory picture) |
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| (our hero: Sass) |
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| "Oh, hey big boy." |
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| (a picture of pie) |
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| You're just a big hairy boy. |
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| You looking for some fun with a glass of fresh-squeezed? Huh, boy? |
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| um....uh...what's a boy? |
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| Oooo, and you're dumb too. That's how I like 'em. |
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| please go away. |
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| Do you like letters, stud? |
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| what? |
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| I want you to cover me with letters. And I want the first letter to be... |
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| EYTCH! |
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| you mean, 'H'? |
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| oh! Oh my! Yes. Put it on me! Hurry! |
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| eeggghhhh.... |
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| mmmm..yes. That's a mighty fine "H". |
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| Ha-haha, hahaha! You know what word starts with 'H'? Do you? |
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| Huckleberry |
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| hehehe...yes...huckle--huckle |
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| AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! |
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| My face! The H has ruined my face! |
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| My innards are spilling into the soil! Citrus! AHHH!! Help me! Please! Everything burns! |
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| do...do you want...the letter 'G'? |
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| NO I DON'T WANT THE LETTER 'G'! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU! AHHH! MY LUNGS! MY LUNGS ARE SWELLING! |
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| Pie time! |
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| I'm...I'm uh.... |
This is your fault, Mary.
