Larry and his two brothers Daryl have left the Stratford Inn.
Just as they are about to return home, Daryl (no, the other one) finds a magic lamp. He rubs it and a genie pops out.
Without hesitation, Larry greets the genie, "Hi, my name is Larry. This is my brother Daryl, and this is my other brother Daryl."
As is the custom the genie says, " Thank you for freeing me. In return, I will give you each one wish, but only one, so use it wisely.
Larry immediately says, "Well that's awful nice of you. We certainly wish we had access to more squirrels. They've become increasingly scarce since we've moved here. We had no choice but to take several items off our restaurant's menu."
The genie's jaw drops, and his head promptly explodes. The body slumps to the ground.
Larry looks toward his brothers before exclaiming, "We didn't get our wish, but at least we have a new delicacy for our menu. Let's carry him inside." The Daryl brothers emphatically nod in agreement.
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