Posted at 1:53 am on Dec 10, 2016 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
... I better not hear any John Bobbitt jokes. :'(
Charon couldn't pay attention to the still shocked Red for long, forced to fire her nail guns again as more Chane clones crawled up from the ground, covered in damp soil.
"GIVE MY BACK MY PENIS!" Red yelled before lunging at Hra'gad, blood flinging from the stump on his crotch. "PENIS THIEF!"
Whipping Brandon's wild hair into Red's face to stop him, Hra'gad dove between the rising Chanes, out of Red's long reach.
"You will NEVER see this beef again, Dad!" Hra'gad said.
The monster beef wiggled harder in Hra'gad's grasp in response, the fat head looking directly at him, preparing to spit fresh pre-cum into his eyes. Realizing what the beef was trying to do, Hra'gad quickly pulled out a muzzle and forced it over the struggling beef's head.
"Ugh, what are we going to do, Charon?!" Red asked as she continued riddling the Chanes with nails.
"Right. How about... HELP ME FIGHT OFF THESE BASTARDS!" Charon responded, giving one of the Chanes a kick to the gut when he reached out for her.
Looking down at his dripping crotch, Red sighed before zipping up his pants. Glancing around at the steadily growing amount of Chanes, he slowly removed the large chainsaw from his back and examined the blade, wiping off a speck of dried blood with his shirt. Charon glanced back at him again, wondering why he wasn't helping yet and considering turning her nail guns on him to get him moving.
Finally pulling the ripcord, he got the chainsaw started and said, "Let's get my beef back!"
