Duke and Fifa ignored their new neighbors and set to work making a baby for the future of whatever race would dare lay claim to them. A chiming of post-coital bells signaled that a lobsterous bun had been deposited in the oven. His work done, Duke dozed.
Fifa's world was rocked, naturally, but her mind was elsewhere.
She joined the guests in the living room and enjoyed some television. Conversation was sporadic and seemed to focus mainly on sushi rolls and airplanes.
It's time to get a new TV. Your old one was made like two years ago, and so much has changed. You might as well be looking at a dinosaur's butthole. Why would you keep doing that, when you could be looking at a robot's butthole?
This libtard terminator keeps asking for guns that don't exist and I may have to close early out of frustration.
My game is funded. Now I know everything.
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