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<p>They were a never-ending source of amusement, bemusement and terror.</p>
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<p>It was when they were QUIET that we knew something was up. The great Houdini had nothing on them. We had solid pieces of plywood blocking doors. 4 feet tall. No chairs in sight. One day we found them in the kitchen, on the other side of the plywood, the fridge opened and food strewn about. Verrrry verrrrry quiet. We'd turned our back for two minutes.</p>
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And yes, they had their own language.</p>
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<p>It was when they were QUIET that we knew something was up. The great Houdini had nothing on them. We had solid pieces of plywood blocking doors. 4 feet tall. No chairs in sight. One day we found them in the kitchen, on the other side of the plywood, the fridge opened and food strewn about. Verrrry verrrrry quiet. We'd turned our back for two minutes.</p>
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And yes, they had their own language.</p>