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Donkey, he didn't let go. I had to dunk him in the bathtub to get him to pull his teeth out and even then he didn't want to stop trying to kill my arm. I had to hold his head while my wife peeled him off.
As for the rest of you bloodthirsty lot, there would have been a lot more blood only most washed of in the bathtub while I was getting him to let go.
He looked quite confused once he was dunked, his head emerged from the water and I couldn't help but feel that he was thinking "what the...", I felt sorry for him and he was obviously hungry so I gave him a nice big juicy rat and I am sure he thinks the rat he ate was the result of attacking me because he put almost no effort into taking the rat while you'd think he had never eaten in his life the way he got stuck into me.
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