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| ...there is a heppy lend, fur, fur awaaaayyy... | |
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| Here comes Krazy Kat. Thank goodness I have this brick with which to kiss his sweet noggin. | |
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| Whoo! My pyrotechnic exploding brick worked wonders, I tell ya. | |
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DISCLAIMER: If you've never read Krazy Kat, this will make no sense at all. I apologize for the inconvenience.
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| Off to federal pound-yer-ass prison, ye scoundrel. | |
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