I used to be a strapping, wandering fellow like thouest, Then I tooketh a pointed stick to my patella
West of House.You are in an open field west of a big white house with a boarded front door.
I spy with my little eye something beginning with T. Err, Is it Tank comrade? Hmmm, he's getting too good at this.
A game of Pick-up Sticks gone horribly wrong.
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