Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20171128234039/@comment-3293219-20171130231921

"Roger that, hotness." Doug grinned, gently slapping her backside as they flew along.

"Daddy needs some bling!"

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"Erm... At least five or six states." McGill pointed out, scratching his head.

"Unless you're doing some weird b-line thing or looking from really far away."

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"I hope Casamir kills you soon, sick of hearing you already." The Toe sighed.