Now, Chowder! Do it, now!
[rips off his clothes and runs around naked] Label! Label, label, label! I need a label! Something that tells me what I am! Am I a rabbit? A cat? A baby hippopotamus? This is so uncomfortable! Somebody please label me before it's too late!
[Mung quickly switches the bad Won Ton Bomb dish with the good Won Ton Bomb dish]
[whispers] I've got it, Chowder!
[calmly] That is all.
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