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| Well, Sir Butters, would you like a spot of tea? Did you check how the stocks were today? Just dreadful. | |
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| Why yes, I would enjoy a cup of tea, Sir Nubs. Those capitalist pigs are at it again, aren't they? | |
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| Indeed. Lovely weather today, wasn't it? Oh dear, I say, I seem to feel strange. | |
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| Terribly sorry. I hope you're not turning into a dinosaur again. | |
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| Dreadfully sorry about all this. Oh well. Better make the best of it. I say, would you be so kind as to let me eat you? | |
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| No, not at all. I was growing tired of living. | |
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