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[galdor]

Cuine finally came back. Damn horses. Well, not you, Felarof. Or Menelsul. Or Cuine. Alright, so I don't have anything against horses. But Cuine had better NOT be pregnant again, because after the last thunderstorm birthing, I don't even want to think about where she'd get herself off to for this one.

Comments

[felarof]

By way of apology to my species, bring me some carrots and some pepto bismal.

[galdor]

When did I become a horse's nursemaid? Would you like some caramel apples with that?

[felarof]

No. That's disgusting. Where did you get that idea?

[galdor]

From you, the other day.