Once upon a time there was a tiny village that was situated near a great dragon's lair. Unfortunately the people in this village lived on a diet containing ridiculous amounts of butter, and so they were all naturally slightly portly. The nearby dragon was a sucker for buttery products, as he could not tempt himself away from the sweet, thick goodness. While circling the air one day as dragons do, he noticed the tiny village down below and he could smell the sweet smell of butter wafting from it.
"Mmmm, butter," he murmured to himself, and plunged toward the village and hence the source of the butter. Upon reaching the village, he noticed the large abundance of portly people and the sticks of butter they were all carrying around. This was nearly too much for the dragon to handle. Then he noticed the giant butter factory in the centre of the village, where thick streams of butter came pouring out of pipes and vents into giant vats for the villagers to take. At this point, the villagers might have been safe - the discovery of the butter factory may have left the dragon to attack it first, thereby giving the villagers a chance to flee while the dragon was distracted. Unfortunately, this was not the case.
At that moment, a villager emerged from his house carrying a large bowl of steaming pumpkin soup. Dragons love pumpkin soup way more than butter. The dragon went crazy, devouring every villager, all the butter, all the delicious and creamy pumpkin soup and the entire butter factory. He slept peacefully for a long time afterwards and had many dreams about delicious, delicious, butter.
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