Attention, Helene.

As I am unable to find the post I know I approved, I am choosing to answer your comment here.

My dearest- I walk on my knuckles so I develop a solid callus. The thicker the callus, the closer I am to having natural brass knuckles. You see? All the joys, none of the legal troubles. It all makes sense when you know me well.

Also, my widdle baby legs get so tired moving so constantly. On occasion, I must utilize my strong, ape-like arms to propel me forward.

Perhaps when I evolve forward, I shall no longer have to mosey utilizing my clumsy, thick arms.

We shall see.


Yours,
Me.