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Jean Arf: "The squeaky toy's the thing"
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Jean Arf: "Rich treats wax poor when givers prove unkind"
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Jean Arf: "I must be cruel, only to be kind [to woodchucks]"
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Jean Arf: "Something is rotten in the state of Denmark, and I'm going to roll in it."
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Jean Arf: "The poodle doth protest too much, methinks."
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Jean Arf: "But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue. And watch out for my tail."
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Jean Arf: "To bark or not to bark: that is the question"
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Jean Arf: "Neither a borrower nor a lender be: and don't touch my sticks"
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Jean Arf: "O! my offence is rank, it smells to heaven. Also, my breath."
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Jean Arf: "Methinks it is like a weasel. I must give chase."
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Jean Arf: "Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of poodles?"
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Jean Arf: "To sleep, perchance to dream: and with twitchy legs!"
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Jean Arf: "Beggar that I am, give me that treat!"
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Jean Arf: "Frailty, thy name is squirrel!"