THIS IS A JOKE BECAUSE YOU ASKED FOR THIS DOOKIESHED. ALSO READ IT IN THE MOST PRETENTIOUS VOICE YOU CAN THINK OF
Once upon a time, there was a great duke named Hunter.
But everyone hated him so they called him the Shit House, and it evolved into the Duke of Sheds at level 15, then into Dookieshed at level 27. One day the duke was prancing around the kingdom on his high horse, Mega Aran, and he fell off of his high horse. He, in fact, fell off of a cliff, rolling down it faster than a meth addict who just did some cocaine and PCP.
Eventually he hit a tree and hit it so hard that all of his armour flew off, exposing all of his skin to the area around him. As everyone stared, he put his armour back on and began to walk away but not before 17 middle aged women who are not content with their loves at all began to cling to him. After the mass was peeled off, he noticed that his legs were exposed.
But before he could even blink every female in the area screamed in pure bliss, drooling all over his legs.
"They're so hairy!"
"Your thighs are amazing!"
"Do you do a lot of sprinting!"
"What's your caste number!?"
"I WANT TO LICK THEM."
Everyone turned to this last voice, which was Sir Nathan, or the Duke of Battles. He had a girlfriend, but he could not stop drooling over the Duke of Sheds thighs. Everyone was concerned.
Then the Duke of Sheds and the Duke of Battles skipped off into the sunset while the Lady Morgan stared from afar, highly concerned for the saftey of everyone under Sir Hunter's kingdom.
THE FUCKING END
~ViraLayton