ay well, he would turn things to gold.</p>

<p><b>Chandler:</b> What about things that are already gold?</p>

<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Ahh, his work is done.</p>

<p><b>Chandler:</b> Okay, let&#146;s play my game now.</p>

<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Okay. All right you yellow-bellied-lilly-livered-DRAW!! (they both kick
up the foot rests like an old fashioned gun fight.)</p>

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