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humor #7


The metal arms ran up and down the mold for the new Frank. He would be better this time, less... uh... let's just say less stiff. The last time didn't go so well, not being able to put on the brakes and other such sayings. The small welders on the end of the arms glowed with a light too bright to look at, and then he was done, the glorious creation that was the new Frank, fully bendable at every joint now, I don't know why I didn't fix this before. Now all I need is a large lightning storm.

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