A flea was sneezing and coughing when its friend, Tick, walked in.
“What’s wrong with you?” Tick asked.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Flea replied. “I just don’t feel too good.”
“No? Well there is something going around,” Tick added. “You might have caught a bad dog.”
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