11-02-2021, 09:11 PM
(11-02-2021, 08:46 PM)HarleyDog Wrote: Dearest Son-
This is the way. You are called to face the feces of the North. Your bloodline will carry you through this battle. You were born from the seeds of many. I love you son. Please stop acting like a vulva.
-Mother
Dearest Mother-
I have received your care package of salted sparrow knuckles, dried skunk bites and, of course squirrel oil. The unit will begin its march this weekend to confront the feces of the North. I will finally see the brown stain layeth on the field but do not fret...... I will be cautious!
-Joseph
