Linus has his comfort blanket, I have Boomerang Bone. Master keeps throwing it out into the garden, but I just keep bringing it back. He will tire first!
Here I am reading the Economist, and Master is teasing me because I need my comfort bone! So unfair. I need BB to help me concentrate, the Economist is quite hard to grasp!
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