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I don’ WANT to join the army. Or whatever it is. You have to march in around in a line with people yelling at you. I don’ like it when people yell at me. Like Henry. He yells at me sommetimes. You know wat I’m gonna do the next time Henry yells at me? *Pow!* I’ll sock him right in the nose, that’s what I’ll do! Haha! Serve him right, too. Why, thank you Peachy. I do need another nip, in fact. I don’ like the unniforms, either. They don’ go with my hairstyle.
Where are we going? I thought we were gonna go find this Ker... Kenerb.... this fellow you were looking for. You really want to join the army? Will they give me my own gun, like you have? You always get to shoot your gun. Maybe I want to shoot a gun, too.
Is that nice Mr. Peachy comin’ with us? Heellllooo, there Mr. Peachy! Tee hee! Are you coming with us to join the army? Bring your bottle, will you? Is that Mr. Fish coming? His breath smells bad.
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