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The Living Liver

One day, a man was testing a piece of liver. He wanted to ask The Monkinator if he could use it as a weapon against villains to turn them into sweet lovers so that they could help him fight crime. He accidentally mistook some mutation gas for some Friday Spice. Then he poured the gas into the test tube! The formula exploded and turned the man into a big hunk of liver. He started selling liver to a bunch of candy stores, pretending that the mini livers were candy that lots of little children would like to buy. Thinking that the new "candy" would boost their production sales, the managers of local candy stores bought them by the hundreds. The kids would buy the disgused liver because The Living Liver changed the so-called "candy" bar's name to Fudgey-Wudgies. The Living Liver put a special (yet horrible) chemical in the liver so that if one took even the tiniest bite, they would fall to the reign of The Veggies. The Monkinator learned about the horrible scheme and was ready to take on this strange new villain. The Monkinator went to the home of Widgetville's taste tester. Just before the critic took a bite, The Monkinator smashed through the window and kung-fu kicked the Fudgie-Wudgie out of his hands. The Monkinator stopped the living liver this time, but there were many other taste testers in the U.S.A., and The Living Liver was still on the prowl. What will happen next?

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The Monkinator in the Lettuce

The Monkinator was strolling down the street when a giant lettuce ear attacked him out of nowhere. He was trapped inside the horrid vegetable. Then he turned around and saw a monitor. He turned it on and saw The Living Liver. The Living Liver showed The Monkinator his plan for world domination. As soon as The Monkinator saw the plan, he punched the glass and it shattered. He saw the pulverized bits fly past him and as the shards hit lettuce, he heard a terrible screeching sound. Just then, he got spit out of the lettuce and was already swinging from flag poles and climbing up The Living Liver's building. He was gone. No one was there. The Monkinator was to late to catch him. But The Monkinator wasn't about to stop there. He would win. And we wouldn't stop till he did.

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