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December 14, 2006

From the Comments: Mr. Parx

The great bald Head peeked out over the bubbles. Two matching pink orbs, the knees, the reconnaissance soldiers, advanced through the bubbly jungle, clearing the path for General Head, bobbing up and down. The opposing toe-army, outnumbering them five-to-one, stood guard at the edge of the jungle, protecting the life-giving water. The recon soldiers could get no closer.

The air was moist, thick. The humidity was nearly unbearable, but these men of valor would not buckle. Somehow, they must find a shortcut, a way through this dense, fragrant foliage…

Then suddenly, through the door, “Pops! You almost done in there?”

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