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Zoinks! Right. Brain says I should tell everybody what we did last night. Cor, he didn't tell me there would be so many of you. I get a little nervous talking in front of crowds. Maybe it would help to- No! It wouldn't! *covers eyes* Put them back on! Except for you, pretty lady. *blushes, removes hands from eyes* That's better.

Last night, Brian brought me to a wonderful place, full of tigers and bears and things with wings! It's because he's smart and wonderful, but he was sad because we did not find our cookies. But the pretty lady brought us butterscotch candies, which were good, but not as good as butterscotch cookies, because nothing's as good as butterscotch cookies, especially when they've got oatmeal in them and just a little bit of cinnamon. They're warm and gooey and cooked with love...

*eyes fade out, and Pinky stumbles off in search of oatmeal butterscotch cookies*

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Narf! Poit!

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But where are we going to find rubber pants and a hardware store open at this time of night?

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"Next time, let's use safflower oil. It's ever so much healthier!"