Zim and ГИР walked through the aisles.
“Gir, where is the freezer aisle? The taquitos should be there.” Zim asked.
Gir gave Zim a blank look. “I dunno. Maybe we should look at the signs over the aisles.”
Zim looked up, wondering if what ГИР had сказал(-а) was true. “Oh. Aisle 3. Freezer aisle. Холодное сердце Krazy тако духовой шкаф, печь Bake Taquitos. Hmmm. Well, lets go.”
Dib gasped. Quite loudly, and, unfortunatly, Zim over heard.
“You!” Zim snarled.
“I won't let Ты get away with it! What ever it is...” Dib called back.
Zim yelled, “I already told you, I don't have any stinking plans! Not that...
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