I CANNOT DESCRIBE. THE AGONIZING SHAPES MY GANDERNERVES TIE THEMSELVES INTO. WITH THE FORCE OF MY EYEROLL. WHEN I CLICK INTO A PROFILE. ONLY TO SEE. THAT DICK AND JANE HAVE FIVE MATESPRITS EACH. FIRST OF ALL. WHAT HAPPENED TO GOOD OLD FASHIONED CHEATING. SECOND. IF YOU ADVERTISE YOUR ROSTER. EXPECT COMPETITION. AND THIRD. LISTING OUT YOUR ENTIRE COURTLY HAREM. IN RANKED ORDER. IS A JOB FOR TRUSTED EUNUCHS ONLY. TO BE SEALED IN A TOME. WHERE NO ONE CAN BE STRUCK BLIND AND STERILE BY THE SIGHT. POSTING SUCH THINGS. IN THE TOWN SQUARE. IS A RECIPE FOR INTERCONSORT CONFLICT.
WHAT THE HELL?
I'm still looking at this.
fOCUS ON THE GAME, gIRL,
mmmmmmmmm.....
WHUH #POLYCULE?
tO BE FAIR, i'M NOT THERE YET BUT, tHAT'S A FUTURE THING TO PREVENT, a TIME PARADOX i THINK,
hrm
THERE IS NO GAME HOW DO YOU ABOUT THAT.
Know. About.
oH UMM,,, wELL, i'LL CATCH YOU ON nIGHT 3 FOR SURE, oKAY?