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"Tenk om et tre veltet og vi var rett under det?" sa Nasse Nøff. "Tenk om det ikke veltet," sa Brumm, da han hadde tenkt seg om en stund.
Or suppose I get stuck in his front door again, coming out, as I did once when his front door wasn't big enough? Because I know i'm not getting fatter, but his front door may be getting thinner.
"And how are you?" said Winnie-the-Pooh. Eyore shook his head from side to side. "Not very how", he said."I don't seem to have felt at all how for a long time."