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Choromatsu: *picking up pelts from the floor* Man, I hate when the horses get in and start eating all our meat preserves. They sneak in at night and just gobble them up.

Todomatsu: And they leave their gross pelts everywhere when they molt. It's really disgusting to have to clean up. I think they're living in the walls.

Osomatsu: Sounds like you've got an infestation on your hands!

Choromatsu: *angrily, nearly sobbing* THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH MY HANDS!

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