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4. BUCKETHEAD'S TOY STORE
"In this poor universe of the stellar-galactic flying tongues, feeble fluorescent fire-flies, a seemingly doomed and dis mal future is approaching nearer and nearer. Unless the force of cruelty can be conquered by an influx of fun, designated by a monstrous shipment of dolls, robots and toys, made by Japanese technicians dedicated to unbelievable, colorful novelty and delivered exclusively to Buckethead's Toy Store, a true wonderland of Joy. Even Rude Ralph agrees..."
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"Hey, do you have any of those ultra-gross Buckethead/Zillatron dual doll packs left?"
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