The head poped out of the mothership while the fathership crashed. Screaming chickens flew into the sky while pigs dug underground. My mum was beamed into the ship. The head grew larger with every flying chicken and exploded when the turkeys flew too. Charging up to the fathership I saw another craft. It was the friendship. Dinosaurs shot out like cannons and tore me to pieces.
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