11-03-2008, 06:52 AM
Rick paced through the room, trying to think this through. 'The kid's drunk right now, so I can't do anything to him... not like I'd do anything to him! Ah, shut up, Rick! Oh, this isn't good. He wakes up, ass hurting, he turns to look at me, what am I gonna say? "Oh, hey Max, you were drunk last night, and oh, hey, me and you had sex." Oh, what do I do?'
Tyson was pacing as well, because of completly different people. 'What is it with me and Russians?! I'm not gay, right? Oh, Hiro's goin to kill me!"
Tyson was pacing as well, because of completly different people. 'What is it with me and Russians?! I'm not gay, right? Oh, Hiro's goin to kill me!"