part 162 old newspapers

[aphanon_meme]

Happy Monday! ... or Tuesday! I hope your week went well. Mine was kinda rainy, so a mixture of meh and "oooo, rain!"

Enjoy part 162! :)

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[osmaniac]

[falls on, it's been a long day]

[hopes and prays Greece won't come to tell him about the nature of man and his relation with yogurt]

[osmaniac]

Really.

[sits up]

Let's see if I can give ya somethin to remember this time, then.

[wild_fields]

[stands up and brushes herself off]

I'll pass, but I'm sure you have enough little boys to help you.

[osmaniac]

[lala can't hear you]

If ya don't wanna so badly, what were ya still doin in my bed?

[wild_fields]

...!

Y-you were the one who pulled me into bed, you pervert!

[osmaniac]

I pulled you into the bed while I was napping. Riiight.

[wild_fields]

So the other option is I willingly climbed into bed with you and lied about doing so?

[osmaniac]

Makes perfect sense.

[wild_fields]

Yes, makes absolute perfect sense. And all those times that you come along and kill my people or burn my land, I can't help to think how attractive you are on a horse and how badly I want to be with you.

[glares]

[osmaniac]

Hey, that's a completely different matter.

Sides, got plenty of pretty Ukrainian... subjects that prefer me and my Ottomans to ya. Like it bein with me.

So, why not you too?

[wild_fields]

[oh don't even go there]

After you steal them from my home and give them nowhere to go!

[osmaniac]

Don't worry, they like livin in my home. Which is no matter how ya look at it, a way better alternative. If not the best.

1/2

[wild_fields]

...

[wild_fields]

[jumps on the bed and tries to strangle him]

You ever dare say that again, you son of a bitch, I'll see to it you're wiped off every map in existance!

[osmaniac]

[she moved too fast for him to react, so now he can hardly breathe but widens his smirk]

Heh!

That's somethin you outta worry about.

[wild_fields]

[tightens her grip]

And you should worry about if I kill you right now.