Roman Soldier Hit

"'Excuse me, great Roman warrior-type guy!' I shouted. 'But your shoelace is untied!'

'I beg your pardon?' He replied. 'What is a shoelace?'

I looked down at his feet and saw that he was wearing sandals.

'Pardon me, O great soldier and chariot racer supreme,' I called back. 'What I meant was that your sandal is untied.'

'Oh dear,' he said, looking with great concern at his feet. 'That's different.'

And that's when I made my move. I leaped from my chariot to his, landing firmly with my suction-cup feet. Chariot Boy was still staring at his sandals trying to figure out what 'untied' meant when I whacked him with my roundhouse tail attack.

'My tail says hello!' I shouted as he flew from the chariot. 'And I say goodbye!'"

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