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Rabid: I am having trouble chewing this corn! I need a... MASTICATION AID! I'll go obtain myself some CORNOGRAPHY!
Rabid: BAH! My own extensive collection seems overused and boring! Will must to the NEWS-STAND!!
<<TOSS!!>
Space Frog: SNUH!
Rabid: Space Frog, you old rascal!
[[Space Frog licks Rabid.]]
Space Frog: Hm! YOU'VE BEEN EATING CORN!!
Rabid: EW!
Rabid: Um, ha ha, how about that -- what're the odds, eh? Uh, you unrelatedly wouldn't happen to have any, uh, cornography around I might be able to, say, er, discreetly purchase?
Space Frog: HA HA HA HEY PASSERS-BY GET A LOAD OF THIS GUY WHO WANTS TO BUY SOME CORNOGRAPHY HA HA HA HA YOU SICK TWISTED LITTLE FREAK OF COURSE I DO
<<BANG BANG BANG>>
Space Frog: UT! I'VE BEEN SHOT -- BY A GUN!!
Rabid: Oh no! At the post-funeral buffet, all that's being served is CORN!!