Ankyra Sound Around Your Throat

gonna wrap this up since its way outdated and you two ABANDONED UR BRO!! BRO!!!

ingram was worried for his friend, and the two of them struggled for the remainder of the day to extract arrille from the strange contraption around his neck. it was no use -- they struggled, they pried, they chewed -- they even cursed into the strand -- but nothing released the taut strip.

at length they gave up, and ingram suggested his favorite thing to do with his br0 -- hunting for fish -- he would happily spend the rest of the sparse margin of daylight flouncing inexpertly after fish, and would later return to the two of them to share the (limited) success of his endeavors.