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         Once upon a time there was a crash test dummy that wanted to be in the circus.

         Every night he dreamed that he was in a cage with a tiger and was being blasted from a canon. It was always a very nice dream for him.

         One day he was walking in the roads of Dummyville and all of a sudden he heard a CLIP-CLOP of a 100 foot Dorse.

         He turned around and there in front of him was King Dummy himself.

         He bowed down to him because he was the King of all Dumter.

         When he looked up, the King's carriage lay there on it's side. Then he remembered:"I'm the heir to the throne so I'm King now".

         He let out a woop of joy. He got back to his house at 12:00 P.M. He called the Dummyville circus to see if there was any room for him in the circus.

         There was room for him as somebody who was shot from a canon. He signed for the circus.

         The next day he was shot from the canon from a landfill. It was the best day in his life.