The Bug House

Charlee: “Chaplin! You’re not a pillbug anymore! See, I knew that spell was going to wear off if I didn’t do something about it … I mean, what a relief!”
Chaplin: “I was never a pillbug. I was just playing inside a new moldable tunnel thing that Mama got for us.”
Producer Smurf: “Spicoli, what are you doing here?”
Spicoli: “Oh well you know I just needed to check in with Papa Smurf on a few things, and Chaplin decided to tag along …”

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letters frum prizzin

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay i hav herd sad nooz thru the graypvine that khyras sister kyrye went away if yoo wood like to go and wish her gud running at the rainbow bridj!!!

wel ennyway i am riting this frum the prizzin internet cafe and i must say it is kwite a hardship the uplode speeds ar horribul and the lines are hyoodj and peepul ar verry impayshent for there tern and their ar arbitrerry reestrikshuns on kontent but wot ar yoo going to do it is a ruff life wen yoo ar in stir!!!  and i shud no i hav ben heer offen enuf thru no fawlt of my own i mite add!!!

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