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It's got butter on the table, right there between Butter James and Butter Peter... an almost mind-blowing vortex of art and material...

Doncha hate it when you go to wind the grandfather clock, only to find that the hour hand is over one of the winding sockets? That means that you have to remember to come back at least 30 minutes later (but possibly not 2 hours later -- when it could be covering the next socket).


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