Buuut then I shake it off. Funny tricks the imagination play.
As if the game designers were going to install a feature that would get them conspiracy and accomplice to rape charges.
"Hey! Quit laughing!" I demanded, snorting fire in my irritation.
He had begun laughing as I dealt with the silly functions. Thankfully, dragons don't exactly blush, or he'd be dying of laughter...right up until I ripped his throa-!
Whoa!
Stop!
Damn these things...
