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But If I Could Do Anything? Maybe You Would Want To Be Able To Save The World, The Voice Said. Did You Ever Think Of That? No. I Frowned. Leave That To The Grown-ups. But Grown-ups Are The Ones Destroying The World, The Voice Said. Think About It.

Unfortunately, Every Time Someone Said “debriefing,” The Entire Flock Had One Image: Someone’s Tighty-whities Disappearing In A Flash. We Were Smothering Our Giggles, But It Was Getting Harder. Coupled With The Whole “naval This, And Naval That,” With Its Undeniable Belly-button Connotations, We Were Essentially Turning Into A Sugar-jacked, Sleep-deprived Flock Of Incoherent, Silly, Recombinant-dna Goofballs. This Was Not Going To End Well.

Fang. I Had To Do Some Thinking About Him. Me. I Had Some Thinking To Do About Me Too.

Besides My Great Fashion Sense? I Play A Mean Harmonica.

I Knew My Transformation Was Complete When Dr.keyes Asked, "how Are You Feeling Today, Tandy?" And I Responded "i'm Not