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A table is piled high with flowers.
Standing over this pile of flowers, which is probably piled, oh, suspender-high, is Mr. Gumby, blinking at the array.
There's order to be found in this inviting chaos. Whether you choose to contribute or destroy it is entirely up to you. Either way, though, somebody's getting some nicely-arranged flowers out of this.
Standing over this pile of flowers, which is probably piled, oh, suspender-high, is Mr. Gumby, blinking at the array.
There's order to be found in this inviting chaos. Whether you choose to contribute or destroy it is entirely up to you. Either way, though, somebody's getting some nicely-arranged flowers out of this.