haha wow. they were winging it so hard that it was in danger of just flying away on them. valo-kas, or, shokrakar, wherever that bullshit came from, giggled wetly.
“[color=salmon]yeah i hate that damn swamp. smells like booty. too muddy. angry gators everywhere.” lies, valo loved the gators and their voluptuous reptile bodies and leathery, dirty, wonderful hides. but shit, looked like shokrakar didn’t care. “[color=salmon]hm. joel. inch-resting name.” they parroted obnoxiously. “[color=salmon]you sound like your mom hated you. anyway, ya’ll got uh, uuhh, wifi?” they gargled absently. “[color=salmon]and yeah tour me the fuck up, sweet thing. show me all the stuff.”
“[color=salmon]yeah i hate that damn swamp. smells like booty. too muddy. angry gators everywhere.” lies, valo loved the gators and their voluptuous reptile bodies and leathery, dirty, wonderful hides. but shit, looked like shokrakar didn’t care. “[color=salmon]hm. joel. inch-resting name.” they parroted obnoxiously. “[color=salmon]you sound like your mom hated you. anyway, ya’ll got uh, uuhh, wifi?” they gargled absently. “[color=salmon]and yeah tour me the fuck up, sweet thing. show me all the stuff.”