“I said,” growled Swamp Fiend, “get out of my house.”
“I’m so sorry,” gasped Sprite.
“Did you not hear me the first time?” asked Swamp Fiend.
“Well, my doctor told me I was going deaf a few years ago,” pondered Sprite. “I haven’t heard from her since.”
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I presume they communicated in sign language. (My reaction to many of your jokes are, indeed, in sigh language — great start of the day if I catch them before work!). 😀
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Arf, cheers, matey.
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Oh dear…Sprite is never going to hear the end of this one…
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Hah, I should hope not.
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This one seems to have bogged down a bit… 😀
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Ooof, heh.
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You know me; life is only good with bad puns. 😀
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Pure Genius! Wtg! As usual!
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Aww, thanks, Mel.
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😃
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😛 😛 😛
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Pardon?
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Didn’t catch that.
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What?
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What? Can you repeat that? 😉
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Wot? 😛
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Lovely Sprite 😆
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Cheers. 🙂
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Funny
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Thanks, Hannah.
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😂😂😂😂 Omg Groan chortle chortle
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😛 😛 😛
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Perhaps Sprite requires one of those new fangled yellow hearing devices, a Lemon Aid!
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Oooooooooooof! He might be bitter about that.
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I am definitely making some Swamp Fiend fan art 😀
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I had a senior moment when I first wrote this and called her “Swamp Thing.” DOh!
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XD
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