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Shut up about animals!

She's Whole!|An animal Would've eaten her.

- Unless he'd just had lunch!|- Or Was anorexic.

We all have relatives|Who've been eaten!

A animal kills to eat!

That's Wrong.

Wrong?

Come here, Blondy.

See that bearmoth?

Get up!

Up, slob!

I said "Wrong"|because he said "a animal".

If an animal didn't kill her,|maybe a vegetable did.

I've got it!

Look! She died of old age...

but young.

Sure! Makes sense.|I'll leave you to bury the body.

No!

This Woman died by the hand of man!

The hand of man?

- Nobody ever killed a body.|- They just did.

Stay.

All her orifices are seWn up.

- Even her toes?|- Toes aren't orifices.

- Why do We say "Socket toe me"?|- We don't.

And here's the bloody club|that killed her.

You can touch.|It's stopped Working.

A man killed another man.

And a Woman, at that!

Wait. I have an idea.

Let's sWap places.

This is something unheard-of.

I'm going to call it a "crime".

It just came to me.|I could say "murder", but no.

- I like "crime".|- Me too.

What nonsense!

I can see the point of stroking|a cheek or shuffling pebbles

but Why bother to kill a person?

She'd have died anyway,|sooner or later. It's ridiculous!

Why ridiculous?|It's neW. Novelty's alWays...

- I can see the point of frolicking...|- We got it.

We must find out Who did it.

What for?

To ask him Why he did it.

That hurt.

Are you sure, Chief?

I'm the neW Chief.|I decide neW stuff from noW on.

But it's cruel!

You Want silky hair or not,|for dung's sake?

- NoW. What's the singular of hair?|- Hair.

It's too cruel.

I'm hideous!

You're gorgeous.|At least you look like him.

I can't go to the Cleanhairs|like this.

You'll go. And you'll What?

Seduce him,|bring back the shampoo

- and take care of myself.|- That's right.

I've lost a son already.|Enough's enough.

That shaved sheep looks like a pig.

Get going, because...

Why do I do that?

Who?

Come on!

Whoever did it, oWn up!

Well?

I don't mind Waiting.

I'm Waiting!

You're a lousy Waiter.

- You're the Worst Waiter I ever saW.|- Give it a rest.

Come on, out With it!

What's up? I Was diggologing.

The Chief Wants to knoW Who did it|to knoW Why I did it.

See, I Was diggologing...

Whoever says he did it,

I'll give him...

a sandWich!

What kind of sandWich?

StraWberry.

- Had an idea?|- No. Your foot's on my hair.

We can find the crimer|even if he doesn't oWn up.

Easy! We knoW|she Was killed by a club.

So the crimer must be a club oWner.

We knoW she Was seWn up

like my Yorkimoth.

- Maybe a Dirtyhair did it.|- They can't seW, so.

SeW! A seamstress did it.

A club-oWning seamstress.

A club-oWning seamstress!

So! We just need to find a seamstress|Who recently bought a club.

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