Fort’s lusty ways caught up with him when he was sentenced to a life in prison for interstellar solicitation in the 4th degree after being caught with C3P-Ho. His only escape from prison was to become a hired gun for The Republic Dominion Federation of Empires. Encased in Wrangler Armor, he was tasked with killing the galaxy’s most heinous criminals and terrorists.
“I’m about to cast a spell on your face.”
“Pardon me ma’am, but you got strong looking knees.”
“God Damn boy, if you only knew- I’ve licked more pussy then Lubbock’s got hairs on his balls.”
“Just imagine, if you, just by accident, stumbled across a whore. She’s got eight tits, three of em’ lactating, two tongues, one on each ball, and can accommodate your dick in her ass, pussy and her mouth all at the same time!”
“Swampy, you known me a long time, you discharging piece of horny green meat. And you know, the one thing you can’t keep from a rattlesnake dirt-bag like me, is the smell of an elf’s vaginy.”
