"Jett, how's the nourriture coming?" asked a female penguin, putting a block of wood into a fireplace. "Oh, Ummmm.... It's... Doing good," a dit Jett. "I sure hope it is," a dit the female, heading down to a small kitchen. She knew it, the cuisine was a mess. Pots strewn about on the ground, the chaudrée, chaudrée de was burnt, the pâtes, pâtes alimentaires too soft, and the ham was charred to blackened ash. "I got it Hannah," a dit Jett. "Uh, no, toi don't have it, this place is a dump, I think I should take it from here," a dit Hannah. "No!! I have a plan!!" a dit Jett. "Oh, is that plan to go out and order take out from some fancy...
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