Victor Ward
Purple Belt
I come to ask thy king for thou daughters hand in marriage. What say you?
The King hath no daughters. Ralph must have tricked thee. Again.
I come to ask thy king for thou daughters hand in marriage. What say you?
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Noble Skizzit humbly inquires as to whether he can coax a warm puddle of jism from his codpiece unto thine royal lap.
doth the king like toothpicks?
.... how about flavored ones?
"whatever I happen to have just eaten" flavored
Keep grabbing at those straws there Vicky.
You even put the kitten to sleep, take a hint.
Noble Skizzit humbly inquires as to whether he can coax a warm puddle of jism from his codpiece unto thine royal lap.
doth the king like toothpicks?
.... how about flavored ones?