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In an ordinary motel room, a little girl has just released The Genie of the Lemon...
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| I am the Genie of the Lemon! I have been held within that lemon for many, many years, but now you have freed me. Thank you. | |
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| No problem Mr Genie of the Lemon, sir. My name's Becky, by the way. | |
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| Well Becky, for setting me free I will use my amazing powers to grant you four wishes! | |
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| Four? Don't genie's usually grant just three wishes? | |
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| You are referring to genies held within lamps. I am the Genie of the Lemon, a far more gracious otherworldly spirit! | |
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| And here was me thinking that untold thousands of years imprisonment within a lemon would have made you sour... | |
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