What's for dinner

Look! Harold! A mountain of steak!

I'll go slay it for you, Marguerite.
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Ah! I'm caught!

The claws! The huge claws!
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I'll save you, Harold.

Oh no! It's got me too!

We're doomed.

Lemme go! Lemme go!
Pretty pretty please?

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... some time later....

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-gah- that was close.
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Thank goodness it fell asleep.

I'll leap on it from above and wrestle it into submission.
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Oooh, that's nice.
So soft and fluffy.
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Mmm, you're right. So tender!
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Let's eat!
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arrrr........arrrr........arrrr
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Harold! I'm not getting through. It's too fluffy!
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Eh! *cough* I got a hairball.
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Let's go for tacos or something.
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Yeah. Or a nice carne asada plate, with plenty of onions.
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Go easy on the peppers.

I like peppers.
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They give you gas.
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Do not.
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I'm telling you...

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