Fearing the Wurst


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 * Gimme a break! I leave Woody alone for FIVE minutes, and he turns my perfectly good story into just another cowboy flick?
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 * Well, it's not gonna work. "For I am Baron von Bratwurst, and I will rule this kingdom if it's the LAST THING I D--!"
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 * "Reach for the sky, you yellow-bellied jackalope! I'm bringing you in, or my name isn't BUZZ LIGHTYEAR, SPACE MARSHAL!"
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 * Aw, come on! Buzz, not you too!
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 * Aw, come on! Buzz, not you too!
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Level 6 "A Playful Duel" Level 6
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 * rowspan="2"|Send Buzz and "Baron von Bratwurst" to face off.
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 * "Surrender now, von Bratwurst! Sheriff Woody's got a jail cell with YOUR NAME ON--"
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 * "Alas, you've bested me. I surrender." ... (Say, all that space ranger stuff made you a pretty good marshal, Buzz.)
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 * Really? Thanks, Hamm. And... uh... you're not mad about Woody turning your fantasy story into a Western?
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 * Maybe a little; at first. But after seeing you in action like that... Well, I know a good story when I see it!
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 * I'm just glad we didn't do another space opera. The folks around here burned out on sci-fi EONS ago!
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 * Maybe a little; at first. But after seeing you in action like that... Well, I know a good story when I see it!
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 * I'm just glad we didn't do another space opera. The folks around here burned out on sci-fi EONS ago!
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