7:30pm. Its almost dinner time. Tonton the Iron Chef is cooking up a storm, tossing the wok impressively.
EggEgg has already wore his bib and demanded impatiently, "Where is the food? There is nothing on the table? Why is the food so slow?"
Tonton retorted cheerfully: "Yes, fire me, please. Fire me. I want to quit this job since a long time ago."
EggEgg has already wore his bib and demanded impatiently, "Where is the food? There is nothing on the table? Why is the food so slow?"
Tonton retorted cheerfully: "Yes, fire me, please. Fire me. I want to quit this job since a long time ago."
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