A herd of around ten to stampede and distract it, a stack of five to trip it, forty three to make sure it can't get up, and one to bawk accusingly at it from ten yards away until it keels over.
Fifty nine.
Eggs with cheese and peppers and onions and salt and pepper. Or crepes. Sugarsugarsugar.
Uhh probably fire in cool colors.
Raxtus' invisibility.
If you've ever talked to me late at night (whether it's about you or me), you belong here.
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...*cough*
Be quiet.