“Lock, Shock, Barrel: Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws?
Lock: I wanna do it.
Barrel: Let's draw straws!
Shock: Jack said we should work together.
Barrel: Three of a kind.
Lock: Birds of a feather.
Lock, Shock, Barrel: Now and forever!”
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