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March 9, 2010 at 9:54 pm #2439
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    The Peaslanders and The Blubbits

    Mother Blubbit unlike her progeny wasn’t actually blue.

    She had a more pinkish rosy tint that turned red around the ears, and probably should have been called a Rosbit —a deranged thought that crossed young Peackle’s head (still on the mantelpiece in Penelope’s pristinely clean house) as he was gasping before the sizable, yet furry, and giant, roasted blubbit saddle his aching stomach was making him see instead of the now puzzled creature.

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