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The crowds continue to cheer on as Mysta the Court Jester speaketh. "We demand thy meow, Mysta." The Court Jester did not yield and chuckled as a reponse. Fear not, for Ike the Scriber arrive on the stage to face the Court Jester.
"Ike, the masses demandth for mine meow." The Court Jester complainth.
The Scriber spoke eloquently. "Then what do thy wait for, meow bottom."
And thus the Court Jester yields in defeat.
