Stormey

[lazlong]

so this one time me and my slavish went to topple a cornish hensaber. It was pretty dice with the stash in my bladies. That was until that squirlish sea demon came a gallanting up that fortitudinal capillary. She was all like, hey father, wanna smoke a goat in my boat. So I had to hit her with the nay no. Killa!

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[hollow_virtue]

Dawson the rancor melt.

[lazlong]

was a good friend of mine.