Disc: I miss Nimrod… someone actually took him away…. *sniff* … give him back? Please? I'll give ya a Klondike bar? **kinda smooshed from last Halloween, but still… you know… it's a bar!**
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"Where's Sabretooth? Saber-TOOOOOOOTH! Here boy, heeeere kitty kitty kitty!" Toad ran wildly in search of the ol' overgrown ball of fluff. Suddenly he paused dramatically in mid-stride: that's overgrown ball of fluff with claws and fangs! Having thought this, he whisked himself onward, proud to have come to such a detailed deduction.
"HahaHAAAAAAA!!!!!" shouted Toad down the empty corrider, "that Klondike Bar shall be mine! Do you hear me? MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"