[To which Kurt responded by yelping comically, stumbling backwards, tripping over his own tail, and falling on his bum.] Ow! My tail, man! [he whined as he plucked the strip of paper off his own forehead. A few dark hairs came away with the tape, causing him to wince and glare at it.]
[Then his own words registered on his brain, and he eyed her warily as he hurriedly amended himself.] Tail-bone. My tail-bone's gonna be super sore later.
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[Then his own words registered on his brain, and he eyed her warily as he hurriedly amended himself.] Tail-bone. My tail-bone's gonna be super sore later.