“Welcome to The Tipsy Pixie, where we- Um, is that a golden ten foot phallus?”
“Ignore it,” Sabrith said, setting down the massive statue off to the side. The warrior cat girl looked beaten and tired. Tayelle, who was carrying the balls-end of the statue, set it down a little after Sab, and was caught nearly falling forward with it. She was literally given the shaft. “So, I heard you serve some really interesting drinks here?”
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