And the beer list included a beer called Dungeons and Drag Queens. It was a Zwicklbier and Zwickl rhymes with tickle. And tickle my fancy it did. I was enticed and felt that I should order at least one. The names sounds like some of the weekends in my youth. I just dare not speak too loudly lest my Dominatrix hear. She doesn’t approve of such debauchery and would get jealous. I suppose jealous with good reason. I might enjoy it too much. My whimsical nature is renown. Of course, it’s win win for me. I enjoy the dungeon and drag queens and then enjoy whatever wrath incurred when I reenter my Dominatrix’ dungeon.
Can't complain too much
punishment richly deserved
I can not deny