Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for November 16, 2020
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Transcript:
Tyr: A flagon of mead, wench!! Bartender: Please don't call me "wench". Tyr: Why? Is it degrading? You dispense liquid distraction to pathetic cowards hiding from life's abuse! I say "wench" is fitting! Bartender: I'm a guy. Tyr: Well, I didn't say "attractive wench".
What’s a male wench?