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 Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:12 pm
That you aren't really... okay holy vomitorium Batman. That's now on my top ten things I could do without seeing again.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:16 pm
Yeah... Tell me about it.. *Looks to her gummies sadly* I have lost my appetite. *sighs loudly.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:17 pm
*Larfleeze clears his throat, the few women not pawing him crossing their arms in disapproval of the two lowly humans. No fur, on ANY of them. Ridiculous.*
I'm pretty sure I asked you "ladies" a question.
*Finger quotes. Check.*
As I said, there's apparently nothing of value here. Thus, I'm looking for a compelling reason not to tear this place down with both of you inside. You have thirty seconds. I'm being very generous here. You can thank me later.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:20 pm
*Extends her baton into it's full staff length.*
Oh no, by all means try. I've been meaning to have one of those Hero Has an Unlikely Team Up With a Villain things. It's on my checklist right after Come Back From the Dead.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:20 pm
PANTY GUN! whee
*Flips down off of the rafters and pulls out a gun and shoots a bunch of panties at Larfleeze.
blaugh
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:26 pm
*grabs the panties out of the air and sniffs them*
Unused? Ridiculous.
*tosses the panties aside and chuckles at Stephanie*
It's cute that you think I would do it myself. I have people for this sort of thing.
*In the time it takes to snap his fingers, the Bistro begins to shake, a deafening rumble filling the space. Through the windows, the lower regions of a giant, orange light bulldozer can be seen.*
As I said, something of value. The clock is ticking...
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:29 pm
*Scratches her chin.*
Well there is that stash of the Soviet Kal-L's vodka, the last dozen bottles in existence.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:29 pm
Hmmph. Geez buddy. You're a big grum.. Why don't you just... *Snaps her fingers and skips towards the bar and mixes a large bucket full of a mud slide. Humming cheerfully. Sniffs it.* mmmm... so goood...
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:32 pm
I suggest busting that s**t out post haste.
*snaps his fingers at them*
If that's too complicated for you, I mean get it right now. Chop chop.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:38 pm
Well the problem is- with him being the squirrley socialist that he is- that no one knows for sure where he hid it. It's not one of those instant gratification things.
*Eyes Harley.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:41 pm
*Skips over to the end of the bar and hums cheerful.* Gee mista, all ya had ta say wuz pleeeease....
*Leans down and grabs the bottle and then skips over to the wall. Pulls the level to reveal the pool. looking as innocent as can be.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:42 pm
*Yawns, a veritable torrent of drool escaping his jaws, not a drop hitting the ground, ifyaknowwhatImean*
I don't have time for non-instant gratification.
*Snaps his fingers once more, the bulldozer firing up once more, inching toward the Bistro*
The good news is, you'll be buried alongside a grip of whores. My whores. It's bound to be a leap in status for both of you.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:43 pm
*Snaps once more, halting the bulldozer*
Give it to me. Now.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:46 pm
*Winks at Steph. Her hand over the label of the bottle and moves from side to side tauntingly.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:48 pm
*snorts, a subtle orange glow surrounding him as the giant bulldozer scoops out the front wall of the Bistro*
b***h, are you deaf? I said NOW!
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