Once upon a time long ago, there lived a smurf... He was a little blue fellow with very short limbs. He died in the center of his mooshroom village when he was 5. Killed a bane-claw bear cub when he was 9, killed his baby chickens when he was 12 because he forgot to feed them, and licked a dire-wolf's tongue when he was 25. He died shortly after because a leprechaun threw a handful of pure gold coins at his head when he was 32.
