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The General's Dinner


 




    "Discipline must be maintained!"
    The new recruit looked into the General's steely eyes with trepidation.
    "We'll have no anarchy under my command!"
    The recruit wondered how the heck he was supposed to have known it was the General's steak he had eaten.
    "Now you're going to sit there and watch ME eat YOUR dinner!"
    The little puppy watched the General eat his dog food with vindictive relish and wondered if his life was always going to be this complicated.
 
 

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