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Feijoada

Wilson P. Higgsbury

With refried rock dwellers.

A somewhat tolerable purpose for those bouncing beans.

Mmm... you can still taste the dirt.

One must endure, one supposes.

I've had to improvise.

I will consume you meaty beans!

Am I hungry enough for this?

Yummy!

Something died for this.

Those beans finally stopped jumping.

Ms. Wickerbottom

An entomophagic feast!

'TIS A FOOD O' THE JUMPY BUG

Ha! Now I can eat those jerk bugs.

Wolfgang eat everything.

Those little beans sure make for good food.

Thar beans be jumpin' no more.

Full of Jumpies

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