Grin!

Oh! That fat, puffed up, green one...that thinks it strikes terror in every heart, everywhere, while it aches for the coin in your pocket, and the one in mine.

Best way to eradicate them is to dance right over them, coins jingling merrily in our pockets. Drives them mad.

You see, they are committed to getting our coins. They have to...even if they must give us what we want to get them.

Funny thing is...we'd pay them very, very well for what we REALLY want, hands down. If they only knew what it is...

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