I found this business card you dropped outside your stall......
Errrrr... that's not mine... don't know how it got there... you can't prove a thing!
Stop hiding from your guilt by calling me a liar, you can see he's still a little crispy.. wasn't he originally white? He may be happy but the poor guy has had his brains boiled! He doesn't know what to think!
You set poor Nigel on fire, killed your mooshroom with your sword, chopped Sun's arm off and set me on fire with your arrows! Maybe we need more than the RSPCA to deal with this...
Let me address these distortions of the truth:
Nigel may well originally have been a bit paler, but it's normal for horses to darken with
As for the moosh... I just gave him a little pat on the rump (it's easy to forget you're holding a sword - we've all done it!)
Sun leapt in-front of me when I was butchering a cow - I can't be held responsible for the actions of a crazy woman!
And the arrow I accidentally shot into the back of your head? Well, let's just say that you should think twice before spreading any more rumours about me