"Mother of God!" He squealed, "That was mine, & it wasn't my arm. Get off me, you buffoons!"
Jim Cantorcanhe took offense: "I'm not a buffoon, I'm a weatherman."
"I feel like a buffoon," said #3, "& I haven't been trained for this."
"I'd like to help you fellas," said Wench, "but my heels are stuck in the shoulder belt."
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