"You don't understand," he wailed, "without that box this mission is for nothing."
"Actually, the contents of the box were our mission. When I blew up the box I had already removed what we came to get. The guards saw me blow up an empty box." Just then Rex came running down the passageway with the Enigma Machine strapped to his back. "Good dog!" I praised him, slipping him a bite of jerky. "They'll give you a medal, boy!"
"Actually, the contents of the box were our mission. When I blew up the box I had already removed what we came to get. The guards saw me blow up an empty box." Just then Rex came running down the passageway with the Enigma Machine strapped to his back. "Good dog!" I praised him, slipping him a bite of jerky. "They'll give you a medal, boy!"
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Thanks, Dad, that's a great word!
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