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"What!?" I said, alarmed by the way his mole twitched unexpectedly. He told me that while his llama was out grazing on the pineapple cobbler, Marshall Clemens had stumbled upon a rake in his backyard where 20 years earlier had stood a mean old marmot who murdered 11 of his cousins by way of a vicious fanging. I said,"Why, I have never heard of a marmot with vicious fangs! I do believe, sir, that you are lying! Now get out of my cornfield." So with that, I brandished my staple remover and finished pulling all the yard sale sign staples from my telephone pole.