How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
Pitt shrugged, sort of apologetically, with a side order of, Well, I ain’t been proved wrong yet.
“Of course she is,” said Nabbo. “You think you can fool me? I know a mating couple when I see one.” He waddled around Jenny, sizing her up. “Mmm, not bad. Skin’s a bit dry. I don’t know how you people spawn... man, the friction burns must be painful.”
“She’s just a friend,” I insisted. “And we’re wet on the inside. Well, females are.”
“You spawn on the inside?” said Jolie, looking shocked. “How?”
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