Once upon a time, there was a young boy named Jack. He was a good boy. He took long naps in the afternoon. He ate up all his rice cereal when it was eating time. Life was good and his heart was at ease. Things were usually peaceful in the house where he lived (especially when his big sister was sleeping). But one day, as he was eating his lunch... terror struck!
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Read on, because if you don't know me, you don't know Jack.
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