Knuckles looks down at his chest. He was ripped from his pecs down to his glutes. Still, his stomach, growled hidden behind his ten-pack abs. "Ah well, what's a little food spurge for THIS bod" Knuckles thought gladly to himself as he decided to go to eat some food.
He walked over to Station Square and found a restaurant that suited his likings. When he looked through his menu, he noticed some odd;y named foods, but still decided to order....
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