Mrs. Tweedy: Chickens go in; pies come out.
Mr. Tweedy: What sort of pies?
Mrs. Tweedy: [sarcastic] Apple.
Mr. Tweedy: My favourite!
Mrs. Tweedy: CHICKEN pies, you great lummox!
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