OH GIVE THAT MAN A CIGAR
Yeah. I had to throw it around because air and skin contain no moisture to absorb it. Apparently.
OH I SO PICKY
I'm very tired.
Captain Nuetral and Other Imcomplete's
#47
Posted 29 September 2004 - 06:12 PM
"Cigar? Are you trying to give me lung cancer?" joked Brick.
Brick's comanding officer snorted. "You won't have time to develop it. Hell, you won't even have time to smoke it if we don't get Rhubarb away from that Ice-9. Use any means nessesary. Even . . . fluffy pink things that are nice."
Brick grew visably pale, mostly because he was heavily hung over. The night before was his brother's parole celebration, and you know how those parties get. Things didn't even BEGIN to slow down until they had killed the fifth stripper. "FPTTAN? You can't be serious!"
But the comanding officer was . . .
serious that is. He was serious.
Brick's comanding officer snorted. "You won't have time to develop it. Hell, you won't even have time to smoke it if we don't get Rhubarb away from that Ice-9. Use any means nessesary. Even . . . fluffy pink things that are nice."
Brick grew visably pale, mostly because he was heavily hung over. The night before was his brother's parole celebration, and you know how those parties get. Things didn't even BEGIN to slow down until they had killed the fifth stripper. "FPTTAN? You can't be serious!"
But the comanding officer was . . .
serious that is. He was serious.