It wasn't like when he had smiled before--Pig grinned often when he was pleased with something, but this was an honour. It wasn't taken lightly in Pig's own little made up world, and he pats his chest, too, mimicking the other and giving him a salute with the wrong hand.
"There we be, eh? Coupla soldiers, coupla tin men. You fixy-fix the problem with the fat mammy you talking to?"
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It wasn't like when he had smiled before--Pig grinned often when he was pleased with something, but this was an honour. It wasn't taken lightly in Pig's own little made up world, and he pats his chest, too, mimicking the other and giving him a salute with the wrong hand.
"There we be, eh? Coupla soldiers, coupla tin men. You fixy-fix the problem with the fat mammy you talking to?"