Okay! Here it is!
LOISI want one
cumquat. One whole
ostrich.
Is that so much to ask? And what do I
have to choose from? There's one
phonewho could be really
yellowish only he
sneezes every time I try to
concentrate
on him, and one
calendar who's
statistical to be with only he won't talk to me about
his work and what do people
paddy-whack about if they can't
perambulate about what
they did all day, and one
stage who's out
of this world... literally.
DR. FRISKINI thought you'd given up the
Acid fantasy.
LOISMy
jaw wants to. My
esophagus is, um,
jumped.
DR. FRISKINSo it would seem.
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Great job, guys!
So... who's next?
