[It so happens that Wriothesley is awake. He has always held kind of odd hours. Not odd enough that he isn't around the Fortress during working hours, but odd enough that he might not always be awake when the first shift in the production zone starts.
He isn't sure what spurred this, but he can tell what it is talking about.]
This is quite a witty poem. Are you not allowed to rhyme long with schlong? I believe that is still slang that would fit, no?
That being said, why are we talking about my dick? There are easier ways for a booty call. You could just ask.
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He isn't sure what spurred this, but he can tell what it is talking about.]
This is quite a witty poem.
Are you not allowed to rhyme long with schlong? I believe that is still slang that would fit, no?
That being said, why are we talking about my dick?
There are easier ways for a booty call.
You could just ask.