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family
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Llyn Crafnant
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Beard Boy
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Drool Boy
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O'Brian
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Cracker
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A Sunday Afternoon
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Baby vs Food
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Tonight there shall be no sleep.
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Ted, go round back & open the gate. Fox, act like Chloe. You can woof, right? Bunny, get the helicopter ready. Mice, do what you do best, chew the carpet and release the house elf. Hippo, look cute. If all goes to plan we'll meet on the roof. Understood?
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Ok fellas, back to the drawing board. This guy tattooed his escape plan onto his body! Now that's the sort of commitment I want to see from you Hippo. Watch & learn.
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You see Duck, it's important to take a break every once in a while. Otherwise you just get caught up in all the hustle & bustle of everyday escape.
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Today I will live in the moment. Unless the moment is unpleasant, in which case I will eat a cookie.
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Its not that they're bad people. It's just that there's a whole world to see out there!
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Duck! If it keeps going we might just float away!
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Where the Wild Things Are
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My Boy
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Don't look now guys, but I'm pretty sure we're being watched. No Christmas Panda, hush it! we're not finished until I say we're finished! Now, on my word get ready to run! Jack! What do you mean you can't even crawl?! Geez Im working with amateurs....
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So I saw this thing on TV where someone hid in the dirty laundry, got thrown down a chute & escaped. Now's my chance! See you on the other side.
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Hey Hippo! Hey! Look! Look at me! Hippo! Who am I? Hippo? Who am I? Yep, hehe, Supeman.
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Sunday. A Day of Rest.
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Her Boy
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What do you mean I look like you?! Take it back!
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Conwy
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I will watch over this special one.
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Your ideas regarding escapology are intriguing to me & I wish to sign up to your newsletter.
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Jack you've got a little something, just there....did I get it?...close enough.
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I shall not cease from exploration. Now, if only I could breach this forcefield...
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Sunday. A day of rest. Monday's pretty darn good too.
