066. Baby Come On Home

[samson]

[Look, here's Brock's deep and manly voice. Despite... everything... he sounds pretty damn blasé, as per usual.]

I'm back, by the way. Don't make a big deal about it. I've been back for awhile but I'm, uh, really busy, so.

[Busy dealing with his wife.......]

Anyway, I haven't made it back to the cabin yet, but please tell me somebody did me a solid and like... cleaned up.

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[samson]

[But his chest is just as furry!! Do that here, lady!]

Okay... I love you.

[molotov]

[No! He wants to be ~alone~, so that's what he gets.]

I love you too, sokol.

[And then she leaves.]

[samson]

[Brock watches her go, all bereft like a lost puppy, but then he pretty much just rolls over and passes out.]