"No, nothing. Absolutely nothing. Most of them just make more
money than me. A lot of them aren't forced to slave behind a toy
store 29 hours a day... nothing against those lazy, overpaid,
cheaply animat-" He stops. "I love my fellow toon."

He turns to his puppet."Isn't that right, Mr. Bananna Brain?"

"Yes it is, Quackie."

The puppet seems to squeak back.

"I saw your beak move." You grin.

Quackerjack frowns. "Why did it do that while Mr. Bananna brain
was talking?"

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