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did you know, asked fred, that in order to save hostages, human spaces are always stacked hunchbacked. this is how they often become horizontal and hollow, hate courteaus people but are always very festive with holidays. their corners, you see, can now turn apple cores. it is also a little known fact that they make great game show dalicrabs. but enough of this, continued trousers, pulling back up his Fred, and lets get back to the dalicrab ... it must be over by now ...
Oh yes! yelped Ted, at this rate my mind will never be fixed. then Ted said to Fred (from the end of the sled) When are you going to fix my mind? You have a lot of bloody curves, said fred, I'm doing important work (sledding!) It takes a lot of effort to say idiot (and moron) When the day comes I'll be alone. I have a step-son (called john) and I sleep on him daily, and I get money for that, just ask my wife, it takes a burden off of her. and so it went, ted (or fred) had to find a way to get blood back into his brain (or at lest his feet).
just then an agreeable wind (dastardly blew) creating a carniverous band of discouragement that mirrored the funny slants that hung as needles over the heads of ted and fred. quick, shouted ted (quickly to fred because he thought he too was a moron) release your neck before we suffer a great migraine. and so fred did. and the spit that was a gale showed a suitable pair of slacks and with a toe billowed quite satisfactorily away. and so, said ted to fred, after he had licked shut his mind, what about this dalicrab business???