In the world of the Flintstones, instead of making appliances that fall apart sooner, they sell clones of trained animals with much shorter lifespans. 'Wilma? This dishwasher's breaking down again. Do you want me to fix it so it will stop making that wheezing noise? Now, let's see. Where'd I put that sledgehammer? Hold still now, dishwasher...' | ||
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