Talk:Hobgoblin/@comment-26115871-20151215045044/@comment-24026095-20161004182803

Jealous out of my mind, I start writing down the most complex differential equations which were supposed to compute handsomeness to see if my friend's really better looking than I am.

I don't even notice the ripping of clothes and squealing of several satisfied goblins (and one worn out man), and the hobgoblin shrugging and carrying me over her shoulder to her womancave. &lsquo;Well, at least I don't have to share, they always hog the guys we got earlier ...&rsquo; she murmurs.