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When you can't stand split pea soup and you don't want to hurt your friend Martha's feelings after she's made pot after pot of it, what else can you do but hide the soup so she thinks you ate it? And if your loafters are the only place available, well, it's all in the name of friendship. Friendship is friendship even if you're a hippopotamus. At least that's the way George looks at things and even though he doesn't fool Martha, all ends happily with chocolate chip cookies instead of split pea soup. Friendship proves a delicate thing, even when it exists between two not so delicate creatures as George and Martha.
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