Talk:Dark Slime/@comment-92.32.101.142-20150417212554/@comment-173.21.120.92-20150801052908

Run for the graveyard, then turn tail and run even faster when I'm chased by a sassy hellhound what don't need no man telling her what to do...trip over a ogre napping under a tree, who growls in anger and chases me with her fists raised in the air as I scramble to safety...only to slip on the dark slime queen's "welcome mat" (or as i call it, the "husband catching trap") and be dogpiled by every mammono chasing me. I'm never going to see the light of day again, am I?