My birthday began with sad news: Slomo was killed yesterday. Tragic, I know. Luckily, Sir Squeakalot came to me and suggested I should write a graveyard memorial poem for him - you know, like the ones Ben & Jerry's puts up on their gravestones in their flavour graveyard. Now that's a nice I'd look forward to until they finally have the strength and courage to rebuild him for next week's episode.
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