Talk:Kobold/@comment-27950421-20161006184718/@comment-25808351-20161006200744

My eyes scan the lusty hoard. Intoxicated and naked with a bottle of liquor in my hand, my only thought is, "How in the fuck did this happen". That's when out of nowhere a Baphomet rides past us on her tricycle. I stumble over to her, pick her up, put her on the ground, sit on the tricycle and peddle the fuck out of there.

The Kobold's watch as I drunkenly peddle way singing "Danger Zone" by Kenny Loggins. Back and forth I swerve as I try to maintain, pedestrians comically jumping out of my way. Until, I swerve off the road into the wall. As I lay there, battered from the crash, the tricycle sparks and a random stream of gasoline ignites. Dramatically I leap to my feet and run away in slow motion as the tricycle explodes. All the while Baphomet shaking her fist and cursing like sailor.