[ There's a dragon city breathing down the back of your neck, Milwaukee. Be thankful, she's taking time out of her not so busy day to stop and tell it to you like it is. ]
The smell of mud and marsh reach Appleton minutes before the shadow of a large, round man eclipses the ceiling light. "'Cuse me young man." Come the rough voice of an unfamiliar stranger. "You wouldn't happen to know were the nearest outhouse is would you?"
[ that's perhaps one of the foulest odors milwaukee has had the displeasure of adding to his olfactory repertoire. surreptitiously, he brings a sleeve to his face and presses. ]
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You forgot to put "sucks" at the end.
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Ah, so you haven't really had a good experience with it, right?
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[ some discomfort. ]
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A bathroom? There should be one in every room.
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[[blink.]] "Love"? What do you want to know about love?
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Hi, Blossom.
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