then i just started thinking about sexy little christians all in a circle jerk...lost my train of thought dude : a podcast running a train on some thot #108

the 4 gals grow sleepy as the sun begins to rise, they struggle to stay awake and watch the cute tinies begin to wake up and row their little boats back home, most going the right way and some going wrong, everyone groggy and a little cross and wanting a hot breakfast before they all set sail back into the thick, quick, hit of battle again.
“Sad how everyone can come together so easily at the end of the day.”
“And start all the hate back up in the morning.”
the tiny voices from behind startle the girls and they quickly turn around to find a tiny old man and tiny old lady sitting next to each other holding hands on a log not far away. they are both dressed in dark green tunics and thick, ripped, tattered brown pants. the lady smiles sweetly as the old man winks, nods his head and lights up the tiniest smoking pipe the gals have ever seen.
“Good morning.”
“Yes good morning beautiful ones, are you the gods who have returned?”