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Laffins lament: A drunk rambling of an angrilly nostalgic fox.
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Sexuality Straight
Submitted On May21/12 Hits 2591 Summary:
When Laffin found the tavern, it was a morally appalling den of corruption and carnal pleasure... now he's pissed that it's not like that anymore.
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The vulpine growled, grabbing his old favorite drink- a bottle of Leinenkugels Red Lager. Smashing off the cap on the wall, he takes a deep draught. climbing up into the rafters of the tavern to look over the whole scene. He was almost disgusted by the difference between the state the place was in when he started coming here, and what it was now. Where was Timber? The bartending abrams tank with fur? Where was the massive dragons being used as couches for dozens of sexy naked felines? Where were the random, anonymous people stepping in and immediately fucking the living daylights out of each other? He sighed, taking another drink. Not even a good gunfight anymore... and the strip poker... oh the wonderful games of strip poker, and the interesting scenarios he'd found himself in the mornings after. Now, it seemed, the only times people even talked to him was to insult his heterosexuality, or try to say that not wanting a dick up his ass meant he wanted to kill gay people... not that he didn't- he enjo...
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