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On a fine December's eve, Whitey Anderson was getting ready to go out to his mandatory weekly AA meeting. Happy as could be, he put on his new hat.

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Oh my was he happy...

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All of the sudden, he felt a grumbling from down below. His mammoth, Otus, was not pleased.
 
"Take that stupid hat off," he ordered.

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Whitey could not believe what just happened. His mammoth was speaking to him?!?!? He could not believe his eyes. Shocked, he could do nothing but stare in awe and amazement.

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Otus then said, "if you do not take that hat off at this very instant. I will grow to a size so large you can not even fathom it, and I will REMOVE that hat from your head, you worthless peasant!!!"
 
Whitey didn't budge. He was too shocked to move.
 
Otus then grew erect and struck Whitey with his limb.

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