In reality: probably make some noise like "hmph" and then carry on with whatever I was doing before, or something else.
Run off to some corner and stare at you suspiciously, probably.
It does seem pretty small and insignificant, but... I don’t know. I’d still feel sick.
This has never happened before. :deer in headlights:
Jesus Christ, I don’t know what I’d do. I wish I had a tail, so I could answer the amputation question with tail. I wouldn’t mind losing a tail, if I had one.
*poke*
There’s drinking. He still had his drinking arm (which made him lose his other arm in the first place)
Family time.
I think he was unemployed.
Sometimes you just don't want to.
