He was wasting away, having been subsisting almost entirely on margaritas, and so, seeing the attacking tomatoes and soup, he eagerly took out his trusty spoon and hungrily shouted his battle cry, “The Buffet is open!”
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At which point, he was trampled by a thousand starving Parrotheads, all vying to be the first to get to the salted killer tomatoes.
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Vowing that the sacrifice of their great leader, Jimmy Buffet, not be in vain, the Parrotheads cut apart the killer tomatoes and then used the slices to construct the Cheeseburger of Paradise in his memory.
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Soup took advantage of the confiusion to crawl away on all fours, licking its wounds and vowing a counterattack that would cream those chowderheads.
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