or Mayans
or whatever they are.
But you're hardly a parrot, are you?
You have the right colors, but something's just
off.
You're pretty, but I suppose it offends you
to hear me say so.
You don't need a man, is that it?
I can count to 6,
or to 16,
whatever pleases you more.
But you're not pleased, are you?
Not unless you're burying your hatchet in my throat.
Use of force and/or magic (with the exception of death) is allowed at all times.
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