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When Ape-Man Teman grabbed hold of me I was sure I was a goner. His foul breath washed over my face, making my head reel. Sweat poured from my brow, soaking into the collar of my shirt. The Ape-Man grumbled and growled at me, unintelligible words that could have been a greeting or a threat, for all of my limited knowledge.

Though I was in a tight spot I kept my wits about me. I remembered that this foul beast had a special weakness for spaghetti with tomato sauce, and against such situations as these I had packed just such an appeasement offer. No Twinkies for this brute.

Quick as a flash, before the Ape-Man could eat me, I pulled out my plate of spaghetti. It had lots of basil and oregano. I hoped it would work.

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