And so we did beg for our lives with the one offering we had...
"Well George, you done did do it.......," I mumbled under my breath. "There is naught to do but try to appease Brenda. We must give her the sacrifice. " I yelled over the wind.
"No anything but that," pleaded George.
"We must." says I.
"I think I see a purple penguin," squeaks little billy.
The End
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