"Mom, am I getting in the Guinea Pig Magazine again?"
"Yes, dear, of course you are! Just not this next issue because we think Taj and Raj Mahal are going to be in it. But you will be again."
"Really?"
"Of course, you are so sweet and irresistable! HOW COULD YOU NOT, precious darling?"
"Because we received a coded message from the Lord of the Flies who said..."
"WHO SAID WHO WANTS FRESH CARROTS, CARROT TOPS, SPINACH, AND A LONG RUNABOUT TONIGHT IN YOUR NEW COZY-HUTS, CUDDLE-CUPS, AND FLEECEY-TUNNELS?!"
"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"WE DO! WE DO!"
"Yes, dear, of course you are! Just not this next issue because we think Taj and Raj Mahal are going to be in it. But you will be again."
"Really?"
"Of course, you are so sweet and irresistable! HOW COULD YOU NOT, precious darling?"
"Because we received a coded message from the Lord of the Flies who said..."
"WHO SAID WHO WANTS FRESH CARROTS, CARROT TOPS, SPINACH, AND A LONG RUNABOUT TONIGHT IN YOUR NEW COZY-HUTS, CUDDLE-CUPS, AND FLEECEY-TUNNELS?!"
"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"WE DO! WE DO!"
the end. with a little luck.
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