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Huey: Uh, what's that? Dewey: I think it's supposed to be my romantic interest? But I'm too threatened by that concept so it never takes shape. Imaginary Romantic Interest: Dewey. Let's sing a "dew-ette!" Dewey: [screams and runs away] Here are my singing rivals! They are so self-absorbed. Here's a giant poster of me! This is in all my dreams. I'm like cradled by a moon made of my own tears. Who knows what that's about? Huey: I have some theories.

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