08-17-2010, 04:01 AM
"Well, It's a funny story," he said, smiling, "It was originally only supposed to be for a year. I needed the extra cash so I sold myself; and I was supposed to be released 365 days later."
He took another sip of his tea, then another sharp breath.
"But my owner had a different idea," he said, "On day 352, she sold me while I slept. For a considerable profit as well. So I sat in the post office for about... I think it was two years? A bunch of people walked in to check me out but the other captives always looked better. Then, you bought me!"
He smiled again before taking another sip.
He took another sip of his tea, then another sharp breath.
"But my owner had a different idea," he said, "On day 352, she sold me while I slept. For a considerable profit as well. So I sat in the post office for about... I think it was two years? A bunch of people walked in to check me out but the other captives always looked better. Then, you bought me!"
He smiled again before taking another sip.
See that guy, he's a drifter! But drifting leads to Bickering, Bickering leads to Karate, and Karate leads to flying around between windows and shit! Then a big guy starts shooting lightning everywhere and Kurt Russell Shows up and Kicks his Ass!