Upholding the law one undead fucker at a time.

I'm not sure which part says more about you: that you had a two-day logjam over how to talk about my smell, or ( how you broke it. )

But even if that's the worst thing that happens in this session, it might still only be the least good thing.

[And I think I'm managing to yes-and pretty well where Harley-mun's ideas about the Nopperabō's backstory are at odds with what I had in mind.]

As that Xianghua girl says, I don't hate it. Though the jury's still out on your need to use a new term for my jibblies every time you mention them.