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So I'm getting dressed, Thor is helping. He hands me my pants, which I put on. He hands me my left shoe, which I put on. He hand me my shirt, which I put on - my right foot. It was not until I started to tie my shirt sleeves, that I realized what he had done. The smirk was returned with stomping him through the floor. Now, THAT was funny. I'm fleeing.