Poor Hera was involved in a laboratory accident at work, and came home in pretty bad shape.
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I wasn’t about to waste this opportunity. So I sent her downtown to keep propositioning random strangers.
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At least she didn’t hit on that guy afterward!
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FINALLY a single person. Although unfortunately his name is Jasper. A name which I have associated with a really big hog ever since childhood.
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He was really into her, too. Despite – or perhaps because of – what must have been a very strong odor of charred flesh. Also, dude is totally staring at her bewbs in that picture. (But, like, how could you NOT stare, under the circumstances?)
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“Hey baby, wanna come back to my place and get all smudged with soot and carbonized fabric?”