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| Look, can't we discuss this like rational, civilized beings? I really don't think you want to eat me. | |
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| Oh, no, trust me, we really do. It's all we've been thinking about doing ever since we snatched you up and left Mortimer to crunch your ugly manservant up. | |
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| Okay, then let's try another tack. As a fellow sentient being, it's really not a good idea to try and eat me. Why not just snatch up another of those weird cat-horse things? It'd be better for us both | |
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| I'm sorry, but I really don't see why we should put off the succulent taste of roasted and stuffed mammal that we have right here in our hands to chase after another mammal in the bush. | |
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| You know what they say...a mammal in the hand is worth two in the bush and all that. Hah! I'm quite witty. | |
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| Yeah, you sure are. Say, about that ugly manservant... | |
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