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Think of it more like a goblin’s throat instead of your fragile dick. You want to grab that thing and choke it death, not give it a casual wank.”
All I knew was that my package was heavy. I’d love to make a joke about my package, but the crushing weight of my massive package was no joke.
My head throbbed like a particularly obnoxious Christian death metal beat.
“Help me, Shart. You’re my only hope.”
Unless the trees were planning an uprising, I’d leaf them alone. Even though they were all bark and no bite.

