"Sooriously" started Lamb from out of nowhere as we entered the tree house for the first time in months. "If we have just fought hard for the removal of John Winston Howard, do we really need to keep this tribadism warfare thing going? Im busted."
I looked across at Princess Leah and I knew what she was thinking.English isn't the first language of Lamb and we always tried to correct her gently. "Baby it is tribal warfare- not tribadism warfare" threw in Leah as she dropped a gentle kiss on Lamb's greasy, muddied forehead.
Regardless of the language issues, even I had to admit she had a point. We had just spent years fighting our biggest battle against one of the dark forces of evil, we were out of Gin AND Tonic, the tree house needed a clean and we were slipping back into that climate of sub-tropical thunderstorms every afternoon. It made for one giant fkn mudheap most days.
I looked across at Duke and could see she was pained by Lamb's comments. It wasn't as if Lamb would ever give in but she obviously needed a holiday.
I suggested that what we need is to maybe head up to the "Parallel Universe" and let fly with a few beers and a big steak. We'd been hiding out for too long and eating whatever the local villagers could supply us with. It was time we took a risk and headed into town, maybe to see the Brains Trust and get ourselves some liquor.
I looked across at Princess Leah and I knew what she was thinking.English isn't the first language of Lamb and we always tried to correct her gently. "Baby it is tribal warfare- not tribadism warfare" threw in Leah as she dropped a gentle kiss on Lamb's greasy, muddied forehead.
Regardless of the language issues, even I had to admit she had a point. We had just spent years fighting our biggest battle against one of the dark forces of evil, we were out of Gin AND Tonic, the tree house needed a clean and we were slipping back into that climate of sub-tropical thunderstorms every afternoon. It made for one giant fkn mudheap most days.
I looked across at Duke and could see she was pained by Lamb's comments. It wasn't as if Lamb would ever give in but she obviously needed a holiday.
I suggested that what we need is to maybe head up to the "Parallel Universe" and let fly with a few beers and a big steak. We'd been hiding out for too long and eating whatever the local villagers could supply us with. It was time we took a risk and headed into town, maybe to see the Brains Trust and get ourselves some liquor.
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