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MEANWHILE...
Across town, over at the Little Big Circus, Bootsie and Skip cautiously made their way to Buddy The Seal's last known hideout. "This better be the place," Skip said, getting his gun ready. "The daub's are out in droves tonight." "Relax. The boss said he'd be here, so he'll be here." |
| "See!" Bootsie said as they went inside. "I told ya." | ![]() |
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"Alright. Buddy The Seal? We represent Mr. Sal Rezzini, who has sent us here in the hopes that you might know what Little Daub is planning ta do with those rats of his. Mr. Rezzini is a very generous man and has told us that, should you help him in this query, he'll gladly provide you with all the fish you can eat." Skip breathed a short sigh after giving the seal his speech. |
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"ARR! ARR! ARR! ARR! ARF! ART! ARR! YARR! ARP! ARF!" |
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"Ah shit, this is gonna take all night." |
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