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While horses are patient, fish expect you to think more slowly.
Stallion was, therefore, unsurprised when the tide came in replete with baby seahorses.
"I'm warm-blooded!" he neighed.
"I am, too!" said the Merman.
"Sire!" cried Desiree, her hair unattractive, "Look at the sky."
When he looked up he was mystified. The Sparkles spelled out, "Don't hurt our father," across the vault of the heavens.
"Truce?" offered the Merman.
"Truce," agreed Stallion, "May I offer you a drink?"
"Anything but saltwater," he replied as he wriggled ashore.
"Where are you going, Mom-Dad?" asked his babies, in unison.
"Who have you been fucking with?" asked Desiree, with murder in her eyes.
(#3 had forgotten the manual, so she wasn't all that happy.)
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BE JUST AND FEAR NOT
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