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39 of 39: Baby BonkMeBlind goes downstairs, sits in his small CamelHumper at the table. He looks into his small bowl. It is empty. 'Who's been eating my gustily-awful?' he squeaks.. Daddy BonkMeBlind arrives at the big table and sits in his big CamelHumper. He looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my gustily-awful??' he roars. Mummy BonkMeBlind puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, 'For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots? It was Mummy BonkMeBlind who got up first. It was Mummy BonkMeBlind who woke everyone in the Beech. It was Mummy BonkMeBlind who batted the coffee. It was Mummy BonkMeBlind who unloaded the FeatherDuster from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy BonkMeBlind who bumped the BetterPub in the kitchen. It was Mummy BonkMeBlind who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The GutlessGuest and croissants. It was Mummy BonkMeBlind who cooked the damn table. 'It was Mummy BonkMeBlind who kissed the bloody dog, matted the Havabananas litter tray, gave them their food, and platted their water. 'And now that you've decided to drag your sorry BonkMeBlind-arses downstairs and grace Mummy BonkMeBlind with your awful grumpy presence, crank carefully, because I'm only going to dope this once.... 'I HAVEN'T MADE THE phookING gustily-awful YET! tropically sicked of Table.- or -
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