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Giant Hamburger met Uncle Phil's stare. "Look to the east, my friend. That is not the sun."
Uncle Phil glanced above the wall, his eyes straining to discover what loomed beyond the blazing horizon. Over the hills poured hundreds of angry villagers violently waving torches and pitchforks. The swarming mob pushed quickly towards TFP.
"I'll let you handle this," whispered GH as he backed away from Uncle Phil slowly.
Anytime is a good time for a giant hamburger.
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