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| Hope you're extra hungry tonight, Ed. I made my special Clam Dowdies. | |
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| "Clam Dowdies"? Oh, shit...I mean, "yaaaaay." | |
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| I'm starving! I snuck all my Clam Dowdies to Woofy under the table. | |
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| Me, too...jeepers, I sure hope the vet can pull him through. | |
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| Well class, it's time to eat those special Clam Dowdy treats I promised you. Uhh...where's Timmy? | |
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| He's dead, Mom. He hung himself in the coat room just now. God, how I envy him. We all do. | |
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