:twisted: The Witch stands by Rock, sipping an island punch from a nautilus shell, her eyes narrow as Tux dons civilized clothes
. “You are free Tux, but remember your next comp loss and you are mine, body and soul from moon rise to next moon rise
“Now where is My Cabana Boy? ...... Rock with a tight look in his eyes, hands “Her” a black candle, drops of hot wax falls upon the sand......
. “You are free Tux, but remember your next comp loss and you are mine, body and soul from moon rise to next moon rise
“Now where is My Cabana Boy? ...... Rock with a tight look in his eyes, hands “Her” a black candle, drops of hot wax falls upon the sand......
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