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GRINNING EDITOR: You hadn't seen that coming, had you now *O* ?
No ...
But you've always been a delicate flower, so - *o* Will you wilt and wither away if I pluck tshee-hee-hee
*O*
BLUSHING FLOWER: Dumb birdie *o*
You were suppose to stand in front of the flowers *O* ... like here *o*
Much more better *o*
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TEASING - AND FLIRTING - JOHNNY: Like that, sweetie pie -o* ? ... cute tongue you have *O*
Silly
boy *o* *kisses the silly boy to his great delight *
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Hi - did you get a bit cold laying in the flowers like that, baby?
BABY: I'm a GROWN-UP,
you naughty little - baby birdie *O*
Cluck *o*
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Smile, Johnny-honey - we love you *o*
JOHNNY-HONEY SHAKING HIS LOVELY HEAD: Yes, I guess
you do *o* ... but I was just thinking a bit, sweetie bird -o*
Oh - about what?
You can't be sitting
on the soap again *O*
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LAUGHING THINKER: You are a naughty bunch of cute feathers *O* No - about what the
fu - fugazie happened to my shirt here *o* ?
Erm - Photoshop blending, cluck thinks *o*
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