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Miss Perfect, as Mongo had taken to calling Bev, held back a yawn and pointed at the rent in another loincloth as the Cro Borg spat out a terrified bat that had become ensnared in this tangled beard then frantically flipped into his mouth. He nearly lost it. “Mongo HATE bats!
“Ptooey!”
“Mongo, calm down. Here, help me with my crossword. What’s a four-letter word for earnings? The hint is work for increase in assets.”
“Wage?”
“Mongo, you’ve never been more attractive to me.”
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