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Brno, Jihomoravsky Kraj, Czech Republic 
And then you bit onto them, and learned once again that Cut-me-own-Throat Dibbler could find a use for bits of an animal that the animal didn't know it had got. Dibbler had worked out that with enough fried onions and mustard people would eat *anything*. -- A fact McDonalds knows about as well (Terry Pratchett, Moving Pictures)
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