But as I was creepin' through the mud, a hand clawed out of the ground, then another, then a face appeared. And just like that I found my missing Amonite.
Amonites. Who'd have thought somebody would want to find one?
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| So there was I was wandering throught the forest at night, looking for a dead Amonite. Why anybody would want one of the weird things found, was beyond me, but I got bills to pay. They ain't gonna pay themselves, so I get sithspit work. It's the way it is. And to think I gave up my nice comfy diner for this. The excitement of being a private detective. They never said it'd be like this. But as I was creepin' through the mud, a hand clawed out of the ground, then another, then a face appeared. And just like that I found my missing Amonite. |
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Amonites. Who'd have thought somebody would want to find one? |
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