He's fit; fitter than fit, and fast, like a flash, like a flash of lightening, flashing through the water, cutting through it like a knife through Sperry pie. He's so fit because he trains all day without fail; even trains in his sleep....when he can be bothered sleeping. Dagobert jogs across Grophtown to race greffles at the castle on the hour, every hour. He waves wildly at everyone and everything he sees. He does starfish jumps with real starfish, sometimes he goes for a refreshing swim across the ocean to Aquaria; waveing madly at passing ships. Inexperienced Captains have been known to dredge him out in a net, thinking he might be drowning, but no, just swimming...and waving, waving and swimming as he goes. A jolly pleasant chap really. Catch up with him one day; if you can...

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