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December 17, 2009 at 11:34 am #2375
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    The Peaslanders and The Blubbits

    Suddenly, they began to hear little muffled sounds coming from the roof.
    “Oh! not that pop corn rain again…” sighed Mewrich Peamon.
    If Silly still had her head on, she would have looked thrilled and excited by the anticipation of making a pop-corn-man or throwing pop-corn balls at her brother. Where was he? Oh here, just coming from the other other room. She couldn’t see the guilty look on his face, of course, as he got no head… but their mother could, and she was taking notes of all of it for when they’d be back.

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