» Wed Jun 13, 2012 10:08 pm
I always blame the manequins with the fact that my decorations I have tried to place around the house end up strewn on the floor all the time when I come home . They are having rowdy kegger parties with the other manequins in town while I'm out bringing home the bacon (or I guess horker steaks in this case). I was blaming Iona, my housecarl.. but I woke up one morning with her straddling me pointing a snub nose .38 in my face (where she found that in skyrim is beyond me).... so she convinced me of the errors of my thinking..