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Like the toes Kavi, but something. . . smells. . .
It’s your tootsies or mine, and I washed mine 2 month and 3 days ago, so I’m pretty sure it’s yours that are so well. . . seasoned.
I will say though, having at least socks can come in quite handy. . . literally!
Stinky sock puppets! 🧦
Wolfgang
He found that answer deceptive and not at all satisfactory. But the proposition of a fight was not one to miss, especially with one who had possibly insulted his honor. “I’ll fight you!” he cried, grabbing for a long-sword off the rack. The blade tip hit the ground as the heavy weapon yanked him off balance. He frowned. “Why would someone use this brick?” he put it back and scanned the racks, finally spotting something that looked much closer to his rapier. He drew it with a flick and spun to face Jasper. “Haha! On guard!”
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who couldn't hear the music
Everett
A loud sound erupted, and Everett flinched. Still frowning, he turned his attention away from the floor to see a nearby human shape, with a mouth adorned in goop. Did this boy eat a live chicken? There was a story about a pirate from Kadel who had done that.
As nobody replied, Everett finally thought that just maybe the odd prince had been speaking to him. To make sure, he took a quick survey of everything he could see. Not another soul acknowledged the goopy-faced boy.
“How am I doing what?” he yelled, making sure to match the raucous tone of the prince’s voice. Perhaps he was hard of hearing.
"Believing in yourself will get you killed. Believe in the Giver. He is enough." - Glitch Society
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