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Godzilla is coming to the city.
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It's coming from the south, we don't know where exactly it is now, but our highway to Dessau-Rosslau is destroyed.
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It's bad, it was my favourite highway. What is it wants?
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Mr. President
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We don't know, but it probably wants our cookies.
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Anyone, who don't like cookies, leave this room.
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Why is it wants our cookies?! We don't have enough for us!
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These cookies are our priceless precious
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We have to defend them, we have to fight for our cookies.
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You know these unforgetable taste of chocolate.
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This shortcrust consistency, and they are amazing!
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But my mom is still making more and more of them.
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I'm saying, that we can have enough cookies for Godzilla
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Your mom can't bake 5 tons of cookies, it's ridicoulus!
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We're producing a lot of flour, chocolate and sugar, but we don't have enough ovens!
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I've commandend that, we have to have more ovens.
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But no, why somebody should listen to me.