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Ferb stared at the sweater that had been unceremoniously dropped on top of the book he'd been reading. Tilting the book, he let the pullover fall into his lap. After putting the book aside, he picked up the sweater.
Holding it up, he stared at the image on it. A platypus wrapped in tinsel and wearing a Santa hat stared back. He looked at Phineas.
"It's supposed to be an ugly sweater." Phineas plopped down on the sofa next to him. "But it's a platypus, how could anyone think it's ugly?"
"Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder."