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Date Posted: 17:15:40 03/14/02 Thu
Author: Amses
Subject: :.:Chuckle:.:
In reply to: Mayor's Wife Bertha 's message, "Approach" on 10:06:59 03/12/02 Tue

The old man chuckles lightly, and squints his beady green eyes in the sunlight. Casually, he brushes the dust from his brown leather vest, and shakes his head, "Hello, miss...." he falters, unknowing her name. "Nope, I think i can manage this myself," he jokes, giving his sack a small shake. Something inside of it squeals, "Ah, be quiet..." he mutters to the squealer. "Wolf pup," he explains. "Out in th' wild, all alone. Figured since it's mudder was shot dead, it'd take care of it until it ran wild..."

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