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. Ooh. Dad, worry. I used to be a restaurant critic. It's not as bad as it looks. Oh. It's worse. What is this? Nobody knows. We've been eating it three times a day for the past ten years. Why doesn't someone have a word with the chef? With Knuckles? Two things to remember if you want to survive in here. Keep your head down and never talk to Knuckles. Thank you. Well, I think it's a great idea. Tell you what, son. You get Knuckles to change the menu and we might forget about you making us look like a bunch of pink flamingos. All right, then. I will. Oh, you don't want to do that. Aunt Lucy said, if you look for the good in people, you'll find it. She obviously never met Knuckles. Um, excuse me? Mr. Knuckles? Yes? I just wondered if I could have a quick word about the food Send a medic to the canteen You want to complain Oh no I wouldn say complain Oh, that's a shame. Because I just love it when people complain. Really? Oh, yeah. Oh. Well, in that case, it's very gritty. Oh. And lumpy. And as for the bread... Need I say more? I think we need to completely overhaul the menu. Now, I know we're working to a tight budget, but we could at least add some sauce. Sorry about that, I'll just... No, that's just rubbing it in. Don't worry, I know what gets ketchup stains out. Hang on. Was it mustard? No. That's just made it worse. Does anyone know what works on ketchup? Japs? Forgive the medic. Better send a priest. You listen to me, you little maggot. Listening. Nobody criticizes my food. Right. Nobody squirts condiments on my apron. Got it. And nobody bunks me on the head with a baguette. No bonking. I'll overhaul the menu, all right. Really? Dish of the day. Yes. Bear pie. I don't like it!