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Space Frog: OH I AM SO SICK IT IS NOT HOW A SPACE FROG SHOULD FEEL
Rabid: Gross! What's wrong?
Dr Quickly: Where are all the pastries for the tea party? Someone ATE them ALL! Infuriating!!
Dr Quickly: Your supposed "disease" is suspiciously akin to PASTRY ENGORGEMENT. Only one thing to do!!
Space Frog: HUH WHAT
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Rabish: What a fabulous tea party!
Noel: These "pastries" are delicious!!
Rabid: Hey everyone! How's the tea party? Sorry I'm late, I had to pick up the pastries I was asked to bring.
Rabid: OH! Everyone's dead from food poisoning! I guess I'll have to eat these pastries myself!