Granny Maggotnose had seen her share of
winters, but this one was colder than her prized snot pie. Her saggy
breast flat against her bulbous body, she gathered her blanket of
cave-spider hair and contemplated a day when she was young and
beautiful. Once all the goblins had fallen all over themselves for her
attentions.
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