Onion Quest II: Jubilation

"12 gallons?", smirked Bethtsy "We only trade in quarts around here."

At this, Fraderick shrugged and slathered on another layer of shortening. "I can't tell if you love me or want to kill me. Pass me the grease wand."
this is like the novel that omgtru's been working on its entire life.
all of us has not ever known the way nothing were been seen like that or this like us
This was taken completely out of context.

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