• FleeMo surreptitiously scratched her crotch as she walked into the dining room, she had come to empty The Ambathadaw’s commode.

    ”Holy Sheeet Morgonmoron…. thas a helluva a jobby ya dun there laddie, can ye no go to tha lavvy like most folks….? ”

    Morgonmoron stopped typing on the ancient PC and slowly turned to face FleeMO, face puce in c…[Read more]