There’s fires, camp fires and Trafires. Trafires wears dominating pants of power and sets fires with her words. Nobody is safe unless she has fresh wine in her cups served by half-obedient manservants dressed in togas. She prefers them to not be eunuchs.
Somebody get trafires some wine before we meet our doom.
by Yuengling drinker May 8, 2019
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