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Yuri tried to back out of the room once he realized he had stumbled upon something that sober eyes should not witness, but the handle of the door only twisted in place no matter how hard. The distance between him and the oiled up Roger Bacon decreased.
"You know," Roger Bacon said, his footfalls sounding wet as the excess lubricating oil that he distributed all around his centuries-seasoned flesh dripped on to the floor. "I've read and translated the Kama Sutra into four different languages. I consider my research into it as..." Bacon slid up the red speedo back on to his ancient hips. "...one of my seminal works."
A scream (accompanied by a different voice's moan) resounded across the moor, joining the myriad other wails of pained souls that haunt the land around the Nemeton monastery's ruins.
a mini-fill with horrible puns
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Yuri tried to back out of the room once he realized he had stumbled upon something that sober eyes should not witness, but the handle of the door only twisted in place no matter how hard. The distance between him and the oiled up Roger Bacon decreased.
"You know," Roger Bacon said, his footfalls sounding wet as the excess lubricating oil that he distributed all around his centuries-seasoned flesh dripped on to the floor. "I've read and translated the Kama Sutra into four different languages. I consider my research into it as..." Bacon slid up the red speedo back on to his ancient hips. "...one of my seminal works."
A scream (accompanied by a different voice's moan) resounded across the moor, joining the myriad other wails of pained souls that haunt the land around the Nemeton monastery's ruins.