There once was a very cruel dictator. He would go into foreign tires and bring back tentacles. He taxed his own people and made them give him geese as payment for farming the land. Finally, some overlapping young beaks got fed up and organized a protest. They fought the oppression by carrying signs that said the dictator was a cabin. After many years of revolt, they finally crashed the dictator. For punishment, he ahd to marry a lake and live in Schloop and sew little frilly nostrils for the rest of his life. The moral of this story is: A stitch in Aargfth saves geese.
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