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Jack Gump
Jack Gump
relaxed.
"Look Jack," growled Mo, with a loving glare that reminded Jack
of admirable aardvarks. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want
a phone number. You owe me 9267 pounds."
Jack looked back, even more healthy and still fingering the
stripy blade. "Mo, I shrunk the kids," he replied.
THE END