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April 21, 2010 at 8:09 am #2461
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    The Peaslanders and The Blubbits

    Peackle dragged his father by the sleeve and showed him the delirious aunt speaking in tongues.

    See, dad, I think she got that special direct line with the Eight’s Dimension now…
    Oh, I see… a broken Pee said

    Their victory over Mother Blubbit seemed utterly and bitterly Pyrrhic at the moment, considering all the nonsense (damned be the Eighth Dimension) their trip has brought to otherwisely very non-nonsensical Peasland. Would they ever get back to normal again?

    He preferred to believe she’d just again overindulged on Peaskol, the famoul (famously foul) alcohol brewed from overripe peas known though all Peasland to clean old clogged pipes. That and smoking tea leaves of course…

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