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Screaming Eagles
by Pirate Turner
"Dorothy?" Rose laughed. "She'd never go in for it! My Charlie may have been able to make a buffalo poop, but Dorothy can make Abe Lincoln pee!"
Sophia cracked a proud, but amused, grin. "Yup. That's my Pussy cat all right!"
Blanche laughed so hard she had to hold her sides.
The End