Dudes!! Look at this cool thing I found in that rotisserie!
Whoa.
My brother in Christ, do you have any idea what you’ve got there?
Um.
I mean, it’s obviously a precious stone or summat—
My dude. It’s not *a* precious stone. It’s *the* precious stone. There’s literally a grand up for reward on this little blue bonny thing.
…wut. /faints/
Yeah I’ll just keep this priceless jewel tyvm…
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Anyway let’s get more serious about finding the OG goose owner.
Kk: here’s a newspaper ad.
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/SpongeBob French narrator voice/ A Few Hours Latehr…
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Ah! Mr. Henry Baker, I presume. You’ve certainly got the big-ass head we thought you’d have and you seem poor.
I…what.
So we ate your goose—
WHAT
Dude it was going to go bad. Here. This one’s even better—it’s as big as Scrooge’s joyful urchin. But we kept other gross stuff from yours, like the CROP /looks suspiciously at Baker/
Lol no. Kthxbye.
Okey dokey well it ain’t Henry Baker. You don’t want your dinner, right?
I…well
Okay let’s go out. It’s cold.
Sure.
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