[Maybe he liked being punched. It seemed that there was something to be said about bitchslapping though, and he didn't fight very hard against the tight hold. It ground the bones in his forearm and wrist together, a spark of pain that highlighted the other various throbbing bruises in his body.
That didn't stop him for one second from moving to headbutt Weasel, aiming for a broken nose if he could. Let's add some blood to the party!]
You sing too much to be a shark. All bird, Weasel. All bird.
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That didn't stop him for one second from moving to headbutt Weasel, aiming for a broken nose if he could. Let's add some blood to the party!]
You sing too much to be a shark. All bird, Weasel. All bird.