Talk:Hellhound/@comment-4407082-20151222045704/@comment-5426290-20151222093055

I send a reply that my friend is a dummy, then move his email to spam and then go hide in my bed.

A few hours later I hear something in the kitchen and loud sniffing. A hellhound in a police-officer-stripper outfit then walks into my bedroom with a frown on her face. "There is no way to get you laid is there? Move over, I'm joining."

She undresses herself and crawls into bed with me, from her collar hangs a note from my friend. "Congrats on your sexy arrest." (>w0)/

It's then that the hellhound puls me into her arms and tells me that I'm now her boyfriend, or as she calls me: Cum-Dispenser. ('0_0)