Now once I was free, and seeing as how I haven't been fed in like 500+ years, I decided it was time for good meal. What I got, however, wasn't exactly what I was expecting. I made Walter a bet that I was so hungry I could eat like 100 dozen eggs. How was I supposed to know that he actually knew a place that had that many eggs? Well you guessed it.... He won the bet. I was only able to eat about 50 dozen. But.............
The good folks in the town got together after my accomplishment and decided to have a celebration. Disregard the sign. Yes, I know it says Milan Harvest Festival, but hey, I'm the skeleton who ate 50 dozen eggs. If that isn't cause for celebration, I don't know what is....
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