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Then the little girl with the lizard’s tail jumped into the air with a whoosh! “I’ve got it!” she shrieked. “We can make an enormous pie out of all the bits of hair and beard!”

Ichabod scowled at her. “That’s a horrid idea,” he said, because it was. “No one wants to eat a cake made of hair.”

“Ah, but the hair of the Gianticus Moleraticus is magical and tastes of everything you like in the whole world! Gumdrops and sausages, baked beans and chocolate biscuits, custard and ham.” She scooped up a big handful of hair and shoved it in Ichabod’s mouth. “See?”

But to Ichabod it just tasted of hair. The little girl was clearly insane …

R.M. Travis

The Amazing Adventures of Ichabod Smith (1985)

And if some motherf*cker gonna call the police?

I’m-a grab my nine-mill and I’m-a make him deceased.

Donny ‘$ick Dawg’ McRoberts

‘Don’t Mess with the $ick Dawg’

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