The moving trucks driven by Uncle Marto moved down the lumbering meister road,
They stopped at my house, they took away my plasma TV and raincoat and secret MIS (Meister Intelligence Service) spy equipment- how rude!
Never in the Meister world of orange goodness have we ever witnessed such a dastardly scheme!!!
I my self, Uhbuh, am ENRAGED!!!! (i would post a pictured of an enraged meister but that wouldn't be suitable for the younger mistermeisters)
So, I say to you, Uncle Marto: "Good day, and then shall we meet, but until then... NO more beans at lunch!!!"
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