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My brain cells started to boil like a kettle.

I walked over to Clowny Wowny and trod on its stupid belly. Then I bent down, grabbed its head and gave it a tug.

Here is a fact about cuddly Clowny Wownys you might not know: their heads rip off much easier than you’d think.