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As we walked along the flatblock marina, I was calm on the outside, but thinking all the time - Now it was to be Pinkie the general, saying what we should do and what not to do, and Evan as her mindless greeding bulldog. But suddenly, I viddied that thinking was for the gloopy ones, and that the oomny ones use like, inspiration and what Bog sends. Now it was lovely music that came into my aid. There was a window open with the stereo on, and I viddied right at once what to do.