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Xena and Gabby stop off at Madison Avenue...
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| Okay, Mr. Promotions Agent. Gabby and I agree to market your newly revived 'Hostess Fruit Pies' series. | |
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| Excellent, Xena... excellent! I knew you would come around and accept our offer. Where's your partner? | |
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| Well, as you know this is the *cheap* comic-strip creator software. We only get two characters per panel. So the excuse is that she is trying on her new costume. | |
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| Ah, yes. Plus Legal would not allow us to show you off in your publically-known leather-battle attire due to commercial copyright infringements. Ah, here she is now. | |
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| "Wow, Xena. Check me out! They say I get to play the Cook. And guess who gets to be the whipped cherry cream-filled batter?" **THWACK!** "Hehehe! I am soooo going to love this new job." | |
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| Sigh... I *could* have been a stay-home Mom, but noooooo... I *had* to make it big in show-biz. Where did I go wrong? | |
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