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pshrynk · 11-13-2008, 02:17 PM

Harv massaged his sore shoulder. "He wasn't that tough!"

"Phew! Phew! Yes he was! Phew! Why do I always get the 'Dog bites him on the ass' bit. Phew! Ack!"

"Well, you're a dog, and you're closer to the geography, so to speak. And if you kneed someone in the groin, it wouldn't carry the impact."

"Phew! I need to go drink some toilet water!"

Harv turned to the back room, intent on getting Vera out of danger. He stopped short as Myatake walked out, holding tight to Vera and holding a squid to her head. The squid had an expression on its face that roughly read, "Hi! Sorry to be in this situation. The original script called for a gun, but someone in casting, whom we will not name, but the initals are Nekokami, sent me over instead. I'm leaving it to the writer to figure out how to get out of this one."*

"Mr Wallbanger. I am impressed that you defeated Fujimora. He is one of my best operatives. He was raised by squirrels, you know. Now, however, you will do as I say or it will be the ink for your girlfriend."

"Well, let's see, according to her, she is not my girlfriend. And if you wanted the dog back, all you had to do was offer enough money."

"Hey!"

"Vivaldi-san will be mine again, soon enough. But what I really need is your airplane."

"The Goose? Can you even fly it?"

"And a pilot, roughly thirty five years old, ruggedly handsome, and apparently, a very dirty fighter."

Harv stood and tried to figure it out.

Myatake sighed. "And apparently not too bright."

"OH! You mean Harv! I was sort of stuck on that ruggedly handsome bit. But dogs have different ideas of handsome. Now, you roll him in some three day old garbage and he'd be a very handsome sight, er smell."

*Squid are very emotive creatures, one just needs to be able to read them.

11-13-2008, 02:17 PM	#79
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	Harv massaged his sore shoulder. "He wasn't that tough!" "Phew! Phew! Yes he was! Phew! Why do I always get the 'Dog bites him on the ass' bit. Phew! Ack!" "Well, you're a dog, and you're closer to the geography, so to speak. And if you kneed someone in the groin, it wouldn't carry the impact." "Phew! I need to go drink some toilet water!" Harv turned to the back room, intent on getting Vera out of danger. He stopped short as Myatake walked out, holding tight to Vera and holding a squid to her head. The squid had an expression on its face that roughly read, "Hi! Sorry to be in this situation. The original script called for a gun, but someone in casting, whom we will not name, but the initals are Nekokami, sent me over instead. I'm leaving it to the writer to figure out how to get out of this one."* "Mr Wallbanger. I am impressed that you defeated Fujimora. He is one of my best operatives. He was raised by squirrels, you know. Now, however, you will do as I say or it will be the ink for your girlfriend." "Well, let's see, according to her, she is not my girlfriend. And if you wanted the dog back, all you had to do was offer enough money." "Hey!" "Vivaldi-san will be mine again, soon enough. But what I really need is your airplane." "The Goose? Can you even fly it?" "And a pilot, roughly thirty five years old, ruggedly handsome, and apparently, a very dirty fighter." Harv stood and tried to figure it out. Myatake sighed. "And apparently not too bright." "OH! You mean Harv! I was sort of stuck on that ruggedly handsome bit. But dogs have different ideas of handsome. Now, you roll him in some three day old garbage and he'd be a very handsome sight, er smell." *Squid are very emotive creatures, one just needs to be able to read them.