05-15-2004, 06:23 AM
De leaned comfortably against a wall and crossed his left ankle infront of his right as he took in the room and it's occupants. Aside from the wee squirt, the jade heartbreaker, and the feline fatale, he was none to impressed. Grown men running about in tights and living together struck him as being.....funny. But not funny in that 'Ha Ha' sort of way. More funny in that 'I thought your president said that was unconstitutional' kinda way.
He let his fingers and thumbs fiddle around in his pockets some as he stood there taking in the scene, a set of keys, a few peices of coin currency, two ink pens, what felt like fingernail clippers, and a spare clip for his pistol making themselves known to him. But even as his fingers told the tale of what lay in his pants pockets, his mind was preoccupied with but one thought.
"I surely hope that little bloke on the table isn't a detective of sorts. Lord knows no sane sheila would ever go out with a two inch dick... Well....maybe that one bloke from that old cartoon. What was his name again.....?"
He let his fingers and thumbs fiddle around in his pockets some as he stood there taking in the scene, a set of keys, a few peices of coin currency, two ink pens, what felt like fingernail clippers, and a spare clip for his pistol making themselves known to him. But even as his fingers told the tale of what lay in his pants pockets, his mind was preoccupied with but one thought.
"I surely hope that little bloke on the table isn't a detective of sorts. Lord knows no sane sheila would ever go out with a two inch dick... Well....maybe that one bloke from that old cartoon. What was his name again.....?"