The Life of An Artist

BIRD: Look... I'm an artist. I create something from NOTHING.
BIRD: My work touches souls! Shapes minds! Changes lives! With these hands... I can touch the face of GOD!
BIRD: But sure... for ten bucks... I can... (sigh)... draw you a poodle in a party hat.
RABBIT: FIVE. Bird: Deal.
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