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[fomicrymeariver]

My.

Perhaps it's the weather, but I'm feeling rather Jaded as of late.

((ooc: itp you can only manage to make bad jokes at each other. HERE'S YOUR GODDAMN MINGLE POST LUFFY

EDIT let's make this exciting. pun-ishment for failing at terrible jokes is . . .automatic removal of one item of clothing by way of camp. STRIP PUNNING YOU LOVE IT OK GO))

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[nosenolimits]

[... that's not a face I've seen you make before. HOW STRANGE.]

[is now shirtless and missing one shoe.]

[hench_wench]

[Not even your questionable fashion choices can grab my attention. I'm too busy pining.]

[nosenolimits]

Haaaarley?

[pants are gone. Still has one shoe and socks, though. AWESOME.]

[hench_wench]

What?! -- Where's your shoe?

... where's my shoe?

[nosenolimits]

[I HAVE AN EVEN BETTER QUESTION]

................... where's your shirt?

[hench_wench]

Where is my shirt?

And. My shorts.

[nosenolimits]

[shoes and socks all gone! ... boxers, you're my only hope]

[good thing I wore them today]

Not... it?

[hench_wench]

[Let's see, I've got ... panties left. Do hair ties count?]

Camp.

[YES HAIR TIES COUNT HURRAY]

[nosenolimits]

... I'm thinkin' this place ain't so bad.

[trying really hard to not stare but there go his boxers and whoops??]

[hench_wench]

It didn't start until you bothered me!

[aw naked :(]

[nosenolimits]

I'm... sorry?

[hench_wench]

Are not.

[nosenolimits]

I am a little bit.

[still crossing his arms to cover up his sides, though]

[hench_wench]

[Too used to being naked in public to care at this point.]

I don't believe that for even a second.

[nosenolimits]

[notably not approaching]

Damn.

[hench_wench]

Well this could still work out in my favor.