GM: She [Suzy, the satyr] skips by Joseph and pats him on the ass. Actually, it's more of a grab than a pat.
Quinby: Joseph turns bright red and stares.
GM: She skips off giggling.
GM: No, faeries are still humans too, so is it really bestiality?
Me: So is that like shaving a chimp....?
Quinby: Gentleman farmer...it's a reference to John Dickinson.
Phloxin: He plows goats.
Phloxin: No magic stick! I bit it off!
Quinby (excitedly): Pureed shit!
Lily: Okay, who in this room doesn't?
Quinby: Doesn't what?
Lily: Need to get laid.
A long pause ensues.
Me: Okay, next question.