It's actually quite lovely, once you open a few windows and such:
I take my summers there, we spend the mornings frolicking about in our panties, we make meat-helmets at noon. When Bardock is insolent, I place him in a burlap bag and beat him with reeds. You know, pretty standard childhood shenanigans.
Originally posted by Robtard
It's actually quite lovely, once you open a few windows and such:I take my summers there, we spend the mornings frolicking about in our panties, we make meat-helmets at noon. When Bardock is insolent, I place him in a burlap bag and beat him with reeds. You know, pretty standard childhood shenanigans.