Lenny has been worried about this bone for 2 days. Burying it in closets, clothes, couches. Moving his nose and putting imaginary dirt on it.
I guess he finally got tired of worrying and decided to ease his mind.
Must've heard me asking about guns the other day. Little dude is a genius.
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