Werl, four...
...would be the number I saw in the piccies wot I found and, happily, the maximum number I could be arsed to shoehorn in.
Maybe his mutations are not limited to pink hair, flappy jaws and fuzzy felt skin?
Ooo look! An ocelot!
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charliek .: idly prodding the mediocrity envelope :.,
Fri 13 Jul 2007, 20:57,
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huh? where?
(Heffrey is easily distracted)
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Heffrey wants to show you his wood at SmileMoon.etsy.com,
Fri 13 Jul 2007, 20:59,
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