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    uncledaddy
    
    
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      Randy gave it a sniff and looked it over.  He'd never been a huge fan of chocolate, but he was still an objective judge... 
    
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      The next item was Father Erickson's blueberry pie.
     
    
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   | Posted 03-17-2013, 06:31 PM | 
   
  
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      And no one was more excited about this than Anthony...  If he was going back to a hardcore diet when he returned home, he saw no reason not to enjoy as much as he could for the moment.
     
    
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      After the pie came some lemon squares from Greta.
     
    
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   | Posted 03-17-2013, 06:42 PM | 
   
  
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      Now it was Randy's turn to be excited, and he was sure to give the lemon squares very high marks...
     
    
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      The next contestant offered up a tuna and salmon pot-pie. Barry presented the judges with a slice and waited expectantly.
     
    
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   | Posted 03-17-2013, 06:49 PM | 
   
  
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      Randy and Anthony were both thrilled with this, though most of the other judges were not...
     
    
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      Barry grinned at Anthony, "How's it going brother bear?"
     
    
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   | Posted 03-17-2013, 07:07 PM | 
   
  
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      "Br--ber--what?"  Anthony blinked up at him.  It's that talking bear again...  "Oh, um, just fine, thank you," he replied stiffly.
     
    
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      Barry beamed, "Me an the missus made that pie together! She caught the fish,"
     
    
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   | Posted 03-17-2013, 07:16 PM | 
   
  
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      Anthony frowned.  "I'm... I'm not going to ask how," he said, more to himself than to Barry.
     
    
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      "She dove right into Walrus lake and caught them in her mouth!" said Barry.
     
    
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   | Posted 03-17-2013, 10:00 PM | 
   
  
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      Anthony looked as though he might be ill, but Randy kept right on eating the pie.
     
    
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      "And I sliced them up with my claws!" said Barry.
     
    
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   | Posted 03-17-2013, 10:09 PM | 
   
  
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      Anthony pushed his plate away and wiped at his tongue with a napkin.  Even Randy at least paused to get a closer look at the pie and Barry's claws...
     
    
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