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"Sweet Jesus.." moans Lookout, bruising his toes on Zengum's semi, "Those down under's have hard down unders!"
As he staggers backwards, he falls into Clodfobble's lap, and she smartly clocks him on the head with her purse which in true mommy stle is very full and very heavy. He slides dazed off her lap and lies twitching on the floor, wishing he'd never left home.
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