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Then, when every last cent of their money was spent, the Fix-It-Up-Chappie packed up and he went. And he laughed as he drove in his car up the beach:
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But McFuck didn't know, I'm quite happy to say, the Stickmen got quite a bit smarter that day. That day, they decided that Stickmen are Stickmen, and no kind of forehead's the BEST on the thick fen.
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That day, all the Stickmen forgot about nails, They made silly comics.
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