Talk:Hellhound/@comment-4407082-20160225065249/@comment-173.19.89.161-20160301071818

"Well, SOMEONE needs to tell them that their husband has been making an ass of himself!" I yell at the top of my lungs.

"What about our husband?" i hear growled into my ear. I go still, slowly turning around. Of COURSE both the wives in question are right there, glaring at me with flaming eyes and rippling muscles.

"Um, he's kind of an ass. He's mean, he makes fun of people. No one likes him. He'd probably have more friends if you could teach him some manners." I say, fully expecting to die.

"We know, but we love him anyway," the hellhound says as she slings her husband over her shoulder. "Hey, you smell single." she says with a sniff,  "You know my sister is looking for a guy. She likes guys who aren't afraid to say the truth. I'll introduce you two!"

"Oh, that's not necessary," i say, gulping, "I don't want to be a bother."

"Its not a bother," the jinko says with a wicked grin, "We're bringing her to this bar tomorrow night, be here if you know what's good for you."

"But we need to teach YOU some manners before you meet her!" the hellhound says, punching me in the stomach. I fall to the ground with a grunt.

"THAT'S for hitting our husband! We're the only ones allowed to do that!" the hellhound says with a hump, turning her nose up to the air as she walks to the door with her husband over her shoulder.

"The girl you're meeting tomorrow is named Lilly," the jinko says over her shoulder as she walks out the door, "make sure you bring her some flowers, you don't want to have to be taught a lesson on the first date, do you?"

"Oh man, it sucks to be you," my friends say as they pat my shoulder, "but look on the bright side, your dry spell is over."

"I hate you guys," i say, gasping as my wind comes back.