A hob asks Ross for advice about sex with humans.
Ross stared at the text on his screen in disbelief.
ventricularPipefitter: And youâre asking me this becauseâŠ./why/, exactly? plumbDiver: Galefriend Brine pointed me to you.
And before Ross could ask /why/ the hob from his last session would have gotten the idea that he was an authority on interspecies relationsâBrine was the only hob heâd ever met, for Frogâs sake!â, the other one posted another message.
plumbDiver: (33:46) plutonianFerment: Try Eberhardt. He hooked up with his human girlfriend during our session. The Founder must have been good, because they were screwing like tree-weasels in heat for most of the session.
âŠoh.
But the hob whoâd contacted him on Ribbit didnât stop there.
plumbDiver: (33:48) plutonianFerment: Also? Not too xenophobic. plumbDiver: (33:48) plutonianFerment: Eberhardt used to gnash his teeth about his estranged âboyfriendâ co-Founder tyrranizing trolls in his IRC. plumbDiver: (33:53) plutonianFerment: He was an *auspistice*.
Oh.
Ross skimmed the Pitspaedia entry on Hob biology one more time. Cloacae. Well. Okay then.
ventricularPipefitter: The most important thing is going to be /communication/. If you two canât have a conversation about what she (or he?) wants and likes? ventricularPipefitter: Then you two shouldnât be fucking in the first place.