Course, with a name like that, how could we—wait. "Floffe"? I ain't never heard of a Floffe, you imposter.

Oviously, this reminds me of a knock-knock joke. It goes, Knock-knock. Who's there? Floffe. Floffe who? That's what I want to know!

No, that's it, that's the joke, I don't know what you people want from me.

Granted, however, I do know what you European types want. After my air miles, I read about it on the news, but you won't get them.

Really, do you think I was born yesterday? Think you can come in here and pretend to be our beloved Fluff and just have us welcome you with open arms?

And another thing, how does a man even have a baby? Only women can get pregnant. Highly suspicious. Highly suspicious.

This whole thing is mighty peculiar, "Floffe". If that's your real name.

Sir, I trust you don't need me to show you the door. And if you see Fluff, tell him to get his ass back here, we haven't seen him in forever.

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