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 Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:28 pm
For what? Son, I'm over 300 years old, a drink isn't gonna-
*starts coughing uncontrollably*
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:29 pm
*takes a swig of V and looks over*
That better be the cigarette smoke or the vodka, McGruff, cause we ain't havin another murder mystery.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:30 pm
Jesus Christ, what's in here? Dirty socks and 'Old Spice'?
*lights up another cigarette*
For your information, Creed, I smoke to dull down my senses enough to stand living with you stinkbomb mundys without getting a sensory overload.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:31 pm
Well, unless you gotta accellerated healing factor like me, Creed, or Deadpool, you gotta sign a waiver. *Smirks as he starts coughing* That's the only stuff that can put us three Weapon X boys under the table.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:32 pm
Healing factor? Yeah, I guess you could call it that. When I change, I regenerate, no matter if it's lost limbs, busted bones, blown-out brain matter...unless of course it's a wound from-
*coughs again, looks at the drink*
Damn, already loosening my lips.
*takes another swig*
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:36 pm
And its not old socks... Its alien distilled Russian Vodka.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:40 pm
If you ask me, it smells like the cajun's been rinsing his socks in it.
*takes another swig*
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:43 pm
*Watches the man drink, and checks the clock on the wall, and looks at Bigby* I hope you've finished anything you need to handle sober tonight, bub. You're gonna be loopy as all flamin' Hell in about five minutes. Its a bit of a creeper, but when that stuff hits--it'll floor ya.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:44 pm
Well, I'm starting to feel it right here...
*Points a forefinger in his ear*
Haven't felt a ringing like that since Goldilocks put a shotgun there...
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:46 pm
*Watches everybody drink and smirks, turning back to the news on the bar tv.*
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:50 pm
*keeps drinking till the bottle's empty*
Woah.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:50 pm
*Sips his beer, watching Bigby. Glances to Creed* Wanna take bets on how hard he tanks out on that drink?
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:55 pm
Hand me a shot of that stuff, Logan. Just a small shot for the moment.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 7:56 pm
You...whoo...hooo......woooooooooo......
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 8:00 pm
* walks in*
I need a drink.
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