A prone figure lies in a large yet manly heap in the atrium of the dressing room. Slowly they come round and stand up. It is none other than Inspector Clamp Grosky, manliest of men. He runs a hand through his fluffly yet masculine crop of chest hair.
"Hmmm."
He tries the door, but it refuses to open. With manly determination he tugs feebly at the
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...what are you doing?
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My word! This interdimenthingy is certainly starting to look a lot more fun!
[Grosky, being a manly man, knows exactly what to do in these situations. He immediately tears off his shirt and reveals his sculpted masculine forms to the delicate flowers in front of him.]
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[She's starting to remember why she avoids everyone. :|]
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[He runs a hand through his manly chest hair, now so proudly on display. She must be liking this, what woman could resist this much man?]
So, what brings a pretty little thing like you round these parts eh?
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[Considering that Maria's around six foot, she doesn't get called 'little' very often.]
...and nothing, really. I was on my way back from the snow room.
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The snow room? That sounds terribly cold for you to be sat there all on your own. Perhaps I could join you, keep you warm?
[He flicks his manly quiff seductively.]
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...no thanks. I prefer the cold.
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Well, I certainly wouldn't say no to "chilling" with you! Why not show me the way? You never know, you might even enjoy it.
[He winks.]
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[Not wearing her ring or using her married name is no reason that she can't use that defence.]
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[He winks again.]
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[This is getting ridiculous. He needs to shut his mouth before its too late. He's winking again.]
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Leave me alone.
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But dear lady, there are so many things I could show you!
[Still winking. Starting to look a little painful now.]
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