So it made sense in its own little world which, it just so happens, lacked any form of logic at all.
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Mad Man Manning peered down at his finger. ‘Oh,’ he said, ‘a paper cut. I was counting my money.’
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‘You can’t tell me it isn’t worth a few laughs?’
Mr Wattles straightened his waistcoat and said that yes, he could.
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‘Oh, what can I say about my baby brother? He has impeccable taste, an implacable resolve, and an imperfect vision.’