The BFG is no ordinary bone-crunching giant. He is far too nice and jumbly. It's lucky for Sophie that he is. Had she been carried off by the Bloodbottler, Fleshlumpeater, the Bonecruncher, or any of the other giants, she would have soon become breakfast. When Sophie hears that they are flush-bunking off to England to swallow a few nice chiddlers, she decides she must stop them once and for all. And the BFG is going to help her!
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