Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26563820-20170625152742/@comment-27344811-20170701220600

I nod "Yep As long he dosen't pick up parasites.."

Spout flies back into thr group, dripping wet. Spout nudges my pocket. "Fine, Mr Paranoid." I say as I throw aa salt packet at him. The Scauldron rips open  the packet and rubs it all over him. He proceeds to roll around on his back. He grunts I chuckle and start rubbing salt on his tum tum