“See Jeff, this is why I avoid all-you-can-ingest plankton bars: everybody’s focused on stuffing themselves, nobody looks where they’re going, you never know whose tentacles are tangled-up with yours…it’s ridiculous!” “Well Margaret, if you’d made reservations at Chez Bon Bon Medusozoa like I suggested…” “Oh, so now it’s my fault?”  

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