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Date Posted: 11:27:15 12/08/03 Mon
He looks miserably at the fallen tart. The oddly colored stallion’s gaze then shot up upon the giant. Coming to attention, he rattled off smartly, “’ello there, suh! Pleas’d t’ meet ya, suh! Beggin’ pardon, suh! But oi be not domestic, suh! Born in the northlands, suh! Only see t’leggars when I steal fum them or let them catch me for fun, suh!” His ears twitched as he tilted his head and winked at his tiny fairy friend. “Pardon the lass, suh! Meanin’ no harm, doncha know, suh! Only havin’ a picnic, suh! An’ pardon once more, suh, but I not only eat pasties, suh. Whatever tickles m’nose an’ appealin’ t’ the ol’ tum tum I scoff, suh. Be I the scoffin’ champ, suh. An’ the prince o’ thieves, master o’ escape, er… expert o’ camouflage, an’ wot wot.” Finally taking a breath, he winked cheekily at the giant steed with a charming look upon him.
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