When i was six, i had a dog with only three legs. i felt sorry for the poor bastard, mainly because he couldn't piss with one leg up. Well, i suppose one leg was always up, in a manner of speaking. Anyway, we used to make Ramshackle go fishing with us, properly dressed of course in a pair of one-legged silk slacks, custom tailored by Versace
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