Haikai Fest: "The Woe of the World vs. Dinner"
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how hard to go on!
yet if someone solves dinner
food eases the weight
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“Why am I not surprised you're from Gotham?” Tucker asked as he lined up his shot.
“You'd think it was my accent, but I bet it was my bike that gave it away, huh?” Johnny 13 responded, leaning on his club. Tucker snorted and then hit the ball, watching it soar through the air before it landed in front of the small windmill with its annoying creaking hinges.
“You call that a shot?!” Kitty asked loudly from her spot atop the dome keeping a group of teens contained. The eight other kids all went to Casper High and were a part of the wrestling team.
“Do I look like someone who plays white kid golf?!” Tucker shouted back.
“Putt Putt is not white kid golf!” Johnny whined.
“You're right – it's rich white kid golf!” Tucker snapped back.
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