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Bucky: Curse that Rob, he tricked me into eating my tuna on bread.  It's a sadwich now.  Satch: Maybe you're gluten intolerant.  Bucky: What is gluten?  Satchel: It's what they make bread out of.  Bucky: In that case, I'm gluten furious, it tastes like eating carpet remnants.  Satch: Here, I'll eat the bread, what's the problem?  Bucky: It blotted all the juice out of my tuna!  Its essence is gone!  I feel like dracula suckin' on a mummy!  Satchel: Your analogies disturb me.  Bucky: They're supposed to, they aren't banal-ogies.  Satchel: I guess it's as smooth as a baby but something else, too.  Bucky: Huh?  What is?  Satchel: Your tuna sandwich it's one nice thing buuut... other bad things, too.  Satchel: Your tuna sandwich.  It's one nice thing buuuut... Other bad things, too.  Bucky: The saying is smooth as a baby's rump butt.  Not a baby's however butt.  It means something is good.  Satchel: Oh.  I thought it was, like, smooth as a baby buuut... Also stinky or something.  I don't know what Bucky's complaining about, this bread does taste like a baby's butt!