10-07-2008, 12:42 PM
Brandon rolled his eyes, and leaned against the wall, lighting a cigarette.
"Wow, you REALLY don't want me paying my rent on time, huh?" he snorted, exhaling a mouthful of smoke, "fine, fine. I won't sell any grass to the new guy. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go make sure my car'll run for tonight."
With that, he opened the door and stepped out, his keys in paw. He hated that old blue piece of crap when it didn't run, but it was his baby when it did.
He was so focused on the mental checklist of parts he replaced that morning, that he didn't see that he was about to walk into one of his neighbors.
Shade smiled softly at Jask, "I'm sorry about him. He likes assigning people nicknames, and he thinks "Atilla the Hund" suits you. I'll talk to him about it tonight."
"Wow, you REALLY don't want me paying my rent on time, huh?" he snorted, exhaling a mouthful of smoke, "fine, fine. I won't sell any grass to the new guy. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go make sure my car'll run for tonight."
With that, he opened the door and stepped out, his keys in paw. He hated that old blue piece of crap when it didn't run, but it was his baby when it did.
He was so focused on the mental checklist of parts he replaced that morning, that he didn't see that he was about to walk into one of his neighbors.
Shade smiled softly at Jask, "I'm sorry about him. He likes assigning people nicknames, and he thinks "Atilla the Hund" suits you. I'll talk to him about it tonight."
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
