I must compliment the rather stinky breath of the owner of the words in
the last post. Of course, when one isn't speaking from the mouth, it
tends to smell a bit more bad than usual.

Encourage away. I'll send a few shots of whiskey in that direction.
Perhaps that will lessen the stench of the hot air between the cheeks it
just blew from.


The Twisted Mistress

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Vestian, in the year 105 CE.