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It was the week before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring - except the monstrous gooboo lizard from planet Zarg. He opened one of his yellow eyes ...

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There's an invisible man in my coffee pot. He worked at the CIA for years. He knows state secrets. He was killed in Iran and his essence moved into my coffee pot. Ah, breakfast is