One day I was wondering through town when an old man approached me and told me the legend of the delicious pudding. He said it was at the top of the mountain, so I decided to climb it. The next day I set off on my quest to find the pudding. When I finally reached the top of the mountain there was a beautiful gold box. Slowly I put my hand in the box and felt something creamy and squishy. I pulled it out and it was covered in green tastiness.
Murray 5H
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