Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-5424581-20130419221450/@comment-768817-20130423004302

"How'd you manage to drink EIGHT BOTTLES in the time it took me to slam a flaggon of blood!?!?!?" Aethael thinks for a second "Wait?!?! You weren't even there?! Were you?" Aethael tries to recall the inncident last night, he was quite drunk when it happened, but still comes to the conclusion that Gregor wasn't there. After this breif pondering of Gregor's fourth-wall break, he orders the "Absolute COLDEST flaggon of water, that was not ice", he then splashes it on Gregor's face, and slaps him, right afterwards, then grabs him by the arm and drags him, outside, "Lets go!"