Post by Mungo on Oct 11, 2022 12:11:09 GMT 1
Mungo sat on his mushroom, rubbing soothing cream on his bruised asshole.
“Well whaddya know”, he said thoughtfully.
“Freedom doesn’t come with support”.
“That stupid fat norsk has swanned in and taken all my trinkets…
and nobody is chasing him.”
He looked lovingly at the dragon razor resting on the ground next to his fannypack.
“Probably ought to sort make sure this doesn’t happen again… next time could be worse.”
On the brow of the hill, he saw another hobbit frolicking through the daisies.
“Master Askytos… might we have a chat about my return to The Order?” He called.
The spritely hobbit looked up, happily.
“Why of course, Mungo… step this way lad”
TLDR Bjorn is a fat POS and Mungo’s going back to The Order
“Well whaddya know”, he said thoughtfully.
“Freedom doesn’t come with support”.
“That stupid fat norsk has swanned in and taken all my trinkets…
and nobody is chasing him.”
He looked lovingly at the dragon razor resting on the ground next to his fannypack.
“Probably ought to sort make sure this doesn’t happen again… next time could be worse.”
On the brow of the hill, he saw another hobbit frolicking through the daisies.
“Master Askytos… might we have a chat about my return to The Order?” He called.
The spritely hobbit looked up, happily.
“Why of course, Mungo… step this way lad”
TLDR Bjorn is a fat POS and Mungo’s going back to The Order