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- "The twelve-foot-tall Cyclops roared in disapproval. [...] 'You're the designated hitter!' I announced. 'And here's the designated hit!' *Wham!* I whacked across his knee with my roundhouse tail attack. 'I'm swingin' for the fences, baby, and it's deja-ouch for you all over again! By the way, I'm famous for this!' The Cyclops fell to the ground, tumbling over and over like a big bald out-of-control gymnast."
- - Pages 44-45
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