This is me*. I guess you could call me Pinky, cause I'm Dave's left Pinky. This was back when I was healthy. I mean sure, he never really took care of personal grooming well, always biting my nail, never clipping it... I could count on a fingerless hand the number of times he bothered to pamper me with a manicure, but seriously, did he even know the meaning of the word cuticle? I thought my life could not get any worse, but I was wrong... so wrong. At least I had my health.* This is actually a picture of my twin Dexter. The guy that calls himself the brains of this operation never even bothered to take a picture of me when I was the picture of health. Now there may never be a picture of me that doesn't show some kind of deformity. Oh the Humanity.
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