The Arthur saga - with dogs! part 1.
After another battle, where the war-lord Uther have slaugthered away as usual:
Uther: Check this out Merlin! I owe the battle field! Of course I'm the one to swing Excalibur.
Merlin: Okay okay! Let's go to the lake.
Merlin: Here's the bitch in the lake to give you the sword.
Uther: What a capacity she must have to hold her breath!
Merlin: Allright, so you're king of England. What are you gonna do now?
Uther: Hump that hot bitch!
Merlin: But she's the wife of your most important allay.
Uther: Alliances schmalliances! It's bonking time!
Merlin: I knew you weren't the chosen one, Uther... the prophecy clearly states that he's not gonna think with his dick.
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Svar: Jo pappa är en sådan där som tror att ingen någonsin gör något för hans skull... Väldigt ödmjuk.
haha det var en annorlunda profetia.
p.s ur har du det med svanken?
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