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Originally Posted by Benson
"My head? Okay!" The big lummox reared up in manner of purple wurm, like a snake about to strike, towering over the little pup...and then.
Wham. Wrymple slammed its head into the ground, derped, its mouth hanging open. "Owie..that no feel nice....."
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Sugar shakes her head. "Close your mouth. Dig in soft dig. Dirt is soft here." The pup took a pointing position, front left paw up.