From: [[]] Alarming beasts dredged up from the Unterzee, hit on the head, chopped up and fried in batter. Two hours from trawler to newspaper wrapping. Luvverly. No Rubbery Man content whatever. Guaranteed by Mr Hearts, so it is. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| - Lu-umps! Get yer rubbery Lu-umps! Pride of the Neath!
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| - From: [[]] Alarming beasts dredged up from the Unterzee, hit on the head, chopped up and fried in batter. Two hours from trawler to newspaper wrapping. Luvverly. No Rubbery Man content whatever. Guaranteed by Mr Hearts, so it is. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| - Well, they certainly weren't misnamed. Your jaws ache from the work of eating the lumps. What's that revolting smell of dead fish? It's you. What have these things done to you? You had better find a bath and perhaps a little cologne.
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| - You've eaten the steaming packet of lumps, and now... you are ravenous! Far hungrier than when you started. What do these charlatans make this stuff out of?[…] What lives down in those lightless oily waters that could make you feel this way?
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| - You wolf down the chewy lumps in moments.[…] They fill up holes you didn't know were there. You feel exceptional![…] Perhaps you should go for a long swim in the lightless unclean depths of the Unterzee. Or try your hand at cards. Whichever.
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| - Alarming beasts dredged up from the Unterzee, hit on the head, chopped up and fried in batter. Two hours from trawler to newspaper wrapping. Luvverly. No Rubbery Man content whatever. Guaranteed by Mr Hearts, so it is.
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| - From: [[]] Alarming beasts dredged up from the Unterzee, hit on the head, chopped up and fried in batter. Two hours from trawler to newspaper wrapping. Luvverly. No Rubbery Man content whatever. Guaranteed by Mr Hearts, so it is. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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