08-05-2010, 02:42 PM
Cowboy stepped into his room, fur still slightly damp from his shower.
"Good to see you made yourself at home." He smirked, picking up the picture. "She's not my birthmother, but she raised me. Done more for me than I could ever ask for."
He set the picture back down, adjusting it carefully, grinning slightly at the bra next to it. "Nice undies, by the way."
Duke all but fell over onto his bed, slightly shocked at her forwardness.
"Whoa there! Getting carried away, are we?" he said, sweatdropping slightly. In his mind, he secretly wondered if he was about to get raped.
"Good to see you made yourself at home." He smirked, picking up the picture. "She's not my birthmother, but she raised me. Done more for me than I could ever ask for."
He set the picture back down, adjusting it carefully, grinning slightly at the bra next to it. "Nice undies, by the way."
Duke all but fell over onto his bed, slightly shocked at her forwardness.
"Whoa there! Getting carried away, are we?" he said, sweatdropping slightly. In his mind, he secretly wondered if he was about to get raped.
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.
