St. Martin and his men are in big trouble! Having being stolen by Loo, they must escape from her bedroom.. then her house!
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| I see the bedroom Door! We are almost free! We are great toy soilders! | |
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| COME ON MEN! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE! | |
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Meanwhile... Loo enters her house!
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| I am home, Oh man what a fight! I need to go in my bedroom and tidy myself up! | |
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| I am home, Oh man what a fight! I need to go in my bedroom and tidy myself up! | |
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| Sir, Can I use that horse? My legs are killing! | |
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