My legs, my poor legs!

My legs. It's in my legs.

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Jesus Christ, my leg.

Oh, my poor feet. Your poor feet?

You were right, Tenente.

(Screams) Oh, my leg!

I fainted and landed on it, and it broke.

My leg. Hold my neck, Tenente.

My legs fell asleep.

My swift fellow.

And my thighs?

I think so, yes.

Geronimo used to say that, My only friends are my legs. I only trust my legs.

Don't pull my leg!

Stop kidding me.

All right. But keep my legs straight. Si, Signor Tenente.

My legs are tired.

To hack the legs off me?

It wasn't my legs.

Sit on your haunches.

My legs, sir?

My poor leg, I'm afraid.

You re pulling my leg.

My legs are smaller than yours.

I have legs!

And then I saw her legs.

My legs still hurt.

I got my right leg injured.

You know about my leg?

But this leg worries me.

You're trying to pull my leg, aren't you?

You're breaking me legs!

Anything, my Lord.

I said, No, I can't use my legs.

I think I'll break your legs anyway.

What we discovered was that two , four , six and eight legged animals all produce the same forces on the ground when they move.

I have honey thighs.

OK, button my spats.

I had sore legs the next day.

What's wrong with my legs?

I'm all right! And your legs?

I think her legs are cute.

My leg'll be black and blue tomorrow.

And your thighs.