Master was saying how much he loved the new cane, and how it "Doesn't even hurt, really."
I turned my head toward him so as not to be muffled by the pillow and quipped "It doesn't hurt YOU at all."
Oh really? I said that? Derp.
"I guess that little comment means we need to hurt you a bit more", he quipped back, and he set the new cane aside in favor of the misery stick.
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