"What do you mean, another level?" asked Clarence, with increasing alarm for his own well-being.
The Hippo grabbed the Shark's dorsal fin and hauled him to the ground. "Let me paint you a picture. We can go where the sea is frozen or where the birds will come and peck at you until you wish you had the good sense to cry uncle when you could have."
"I simply refuse to cry uncle" said Clarence.
"Oh, I forgot--there is one other incentive I have for getting you to cooperate with the other puppets and have me as your partner," said the Hippo.
"What is that?" asked Clarence.
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