Stavanger Bay And all I am is all I could not mention

murgash sat down in the sand, looking longingly at the member they were presently discussing. he certianly did not want a hex put on that -- not unless it was one along the lines of "eternal handjob". a stupid grin crossed his muzzle as he thought of how wonderful that sounded, and was about to share his thoughts with lagertha when he realized she probably wouldn't get the same enjoyment out of it.

females. synonymous with fun-suckers, life-drainers, and perpetual chains.

he didn't doubt her claim that she had tangled with the fairer sex, and if anything, he did not need to be told it was an incredible experience -- he knew just how wonderful such an endeavor was. he slid onto his belly and gave lagertha an all too boldly suggestive look: "oi could be better, yannow." he said in a hushed manner, a cocky grin crossing his muzzle.