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Back in the underworld, Fluffy attempts an escape.
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| You've gotta admit, the ball thing is kinda wierd... | |
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Hurriedly formulating a plan, he puts it immediately into action.
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| Look, why don't I save us both the trouble of another tired fire-in-the-last-panel joke and just let you go? | |
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| Sorry, my wife thought that was gangbusters | |
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