User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Armata De'Sange/@comment-26517142-20161103125854/@comment-28358106-20161103220435

Oh, come now. Surely harem pants aren't the craziest thing you've worn after an alcohol fueled night. Why, I remember this time when Regina and I were being hosted by Baron Thundergrim, and she had imbibed three snifters of Old Hossenfoffer's Midnight Goose. She was - (Regina appears out of nowhere and creams me with a pillow to the face)