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‘Hey that’s a point, better check in with Barry Junior,’ I said, pulling my Crying Freakoid out of my pocket.

I held Barry Junior up and looked at his face. His eyes were scrunched shut and his mouth was grimacing.

‘Argh, I think that means he needs a poo!’ I cried.

‘You’d better wipe his bum then, Baz,’ said Shaz, pulling her Crying Freakoid out of her pocket.