"In my black handbag, Skelly injuring sharp nail files and a wooden hair brush makes a perfect torpedo , oy,will these Skellys rue the day they crossed Granny the Warrior Fiend.
Granny please I am hungry you promised to take me over the road to Turban Tandoori for supper tonight, we can not risk your life over a few Skellys. Be serious, act your age now. Please calm down, I begged her.
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