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Toothless and I sort of got into a fight. Nothing CRAZY. Just that he has his tempers. And he'll rush off for a while to pout about it. He'll come back, that's fine. This happens.
But uhh sometimes he likes to take my leg with him. You know. To spite me and all that.
So I'm kind of stuck right now. In a tree. One-legged.
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No, I'm. I need your help.
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Toothless and I sort of got into a fight.
Nothing CRAZY. Just that he has his tempers. And he'll rush off for a while to pout about it.
He'll come back, that's fine. This happens.
But uhh sometimes he likes to take my leg with him.
You know. To spite me and all that.
So I'm kind of stuck right now. In a tree. One-legged.
Could you bring me my spare?
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sorry i couldn't stop laughing and it makes it hard to type
yes i can bring you a leg, where is it??
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Oh sure yeah HILARIOUS.
I'd laugh with you but every vibration of my body might be a motion closer to falling to my doom thirty feet to the ground.
Just by my bed. It's a plain wooden one with a small metal piece attached.
Simple old version but it gets the job done.