baron von toast posted...
Yeah, I've never understood the getting in front my feet while I'm walking thing. I'm not sure if they're trying to kill me or if they just like being kicked.
"Hey, companion-slave, I order you to give me attention!"
"Hey, you smell too much like not-me! Let me just put down my mark of ownership again..."
Stuff like that.
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