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Konversation mellan den odöde trollkarlen Windle Poons och den kropplöse indianen One-Man-Bucket:
W: Now, can I ask you a personal question? I mean I've just got to now...
O: Huh.
W: After all, you've got the astral plane to yourself again.
O: Oh, all right.
W: Why are you called One...
O: Is that all? I thought you could work that one out, a clever man like you. In my tribe we're traditionally named after the first thing the mother sees when she looks out of the teepee after the birth. It's short for One-Man-Pouring-a-Bucket-of-Water-overr-Two-Dogs.
W: That's pretty unfortunate.
O: It's not too bad. It was my twin brother you had to feel sorry for. She looked out ten seconds before me to give him his name.
Windle Poons thought about it.
W: Don't tell me, let me guess. Two-Dogs-Fighting?
O: Two-Dogs-Fighting? Two-Dogs Fighting? Wow, he'd have given his right arm to be called Two-Dogs-Fighting.
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