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Jeeves informed me, as he staggered out the door proclaiming "death to all bourgeois scum" that he is now a disciple of Baudelaire and that if I wanted to find him he would be at the cafe with Francois.

He screamed something about needing his space and "to hell with Pounce, fuzzy hedgehogs and jingle balls!" How could he be expected to create when I was stangling his muse with Kitten Chow?!

He flattened Yanksie's begonias as he sped out of the driveway on his Vespa.

My little baby grows up.....excuse me while I wipe the tear from my eye.

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