Talk:Mindflayer/@comment-30537375-20160125210022

She wraps you in her gentle embrace. An embrace that makes you calm and safe. You are trapped by a Mindflayer and shewhispers "you adore my large, glorious buttocks, Sir Micksalo and simply cannot tell a falsehood. Your fellow brethens are unable to oppse that beautiful truth neither.Ufufufu" into your ears. The mellow alluring voice got your body moving and you can't help yourself but say

"I like big butts and I can not lie. You other brothas can't deny that when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist in your face you get SPRUNG."

She's now gawking at your choice of words that you formed into a song genre she's not familiar with