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‘Ban Tears of Granny Laughter!’ croaked granny number three as they wobbled off at two centimetres per hour.

‘See!’ smiled Nancy, and a shiver went down my spine. What if they DID ban my favourite drink before I even got to taste it? Since Desmond Loser the Second had come along and stolen my mum and dad off me, slurping on a carton of Tears of Granny Laughter was the only thing I had to live for.

‘As if they’d ban the keelest drink since sliced keelness!’ I said, not realising what was about to happen next.

Barry Loser and the Case of the Crumpled Carton

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