The Whole World In Your Hands
You ask them this, resulting in a bemused look from the one on the left. "We are here to inquire about a possible tainting of your Cocade."
You frown as if this is the first you've ever heard of tainting of Cocade. "And what do you think has been put in my Cocade?"
"We are led to believe your beverage as been spiked with mass amounts of semen."
"Oh!" you sound relieved. "Well, maybe you should try some!"
The FDA officer nods. "Yes, I think I should." You give him a cup of Cocade. He swishes it around his mouth.
"I know the taste of semen," he begins. "But I think I will need another cup to be sure."
He is soon addicted to your drink, and he keeps using the excuse of needing more to tell if there is semen. Well, the bastard drinks all you have! Your empire is ruined!
You frown as if this is the first you've ever heard of tainting of Cocade. "And what do you think has been put in my Cocade?"
"We are led to believe your beverage as been spiked with mass amounts of semen."
"Oh!" you sound relieved. "Well, maybe you should try some!"
The FDA officer nods. "Yes, I think I should." You give him a cup of Cocade. He swishes it around his mouth.
"I know the taste of semen," he begins. "But I think I will need another cup to be sure."
He is soon addicted to your drink, and he keeps using the excuse of needing more to tell if there is semen. Well, the bastard drinks all you have! Your empire is ruined!
