Chapter 8 (1/1)

By hip, I meant lower back/waist/hip area. Yeah, suck it up.

[Here is where yz introduces self as editor](squinty pretending to be yz: hi, i'm awesome! stop.) (⊃‿⊂)

this must be divine justice!

Mother, it wasn't because your daughter-in-law was weak from hunger, but rather that I, your son was too industrious last night.

It's just that we met a peeping Tom, whose misunderstanding caused a huge mess.