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| I'll make you again the best Stickmen on the fen, and all it will cost is ten dollar fifty cen'. | |
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Forehead nales are no longer in style," said McFuck,
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| What you need is a trip through my nales-off construct. This wondrous contraption will take off your nales, so you won't look like Stickmen who have them on thails." | |
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