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(Hearing the magic word 'pizza' uttered, MrQuackers comes running in, out of breath, from another forum.
"pant.... pant.... large.... meat..... lovers.... please..... wheeze....."
Seeing spots, he begins to swoon, but forces his legs to carry him to the bar, where he asks if there might, possibly, by any chance, if he asks *real* nice, be a cold Laughing Skull hidden at the bottom of the cooler.
Failing that, he wonders if someone will make him a hurricane?
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