no luck in my pursuit a the peanut i havve cruised oceans plural an criminally crossed intergalactic borders an still there is no trace a the legume beast i am currently ensconced in a tree wwith my penultimate rifle wwhile the savvage denizens a the foreign sleazehole i find myself attempt to gently persuade me to alight wwith swweet fruit these damn freebooters must possess a preternatural ability for sensin hunger fortunately i am a carnivvore because consumin flesh adds to my musky powwah an allegedly revverses hair loss
Kult: +15
Kull: +15
Total: 30
Ratio: 1.00
just shot a grub i think oh wwell
Kult: +5
Total: 5