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Golly tastes the air with his tongue to see if dinner's on the way; perhaps a small rat or an unfortunate
fan?
Pony concentrates on a five pound note on the floor.
Golly doesn't play guitar, he eats it!
Vicky thinks her flute's a truncheon (police baton) and Smoke hasn't figured out how to strap his
guitar on yet!
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