Chaingun
Who do ya love?
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*returns early, unexpectedly. Looks around, realizes that on New Years Eve...and New Year's morning, no less...almost everyone has gone to sleep early. No Nightly Naked Dance Party? Wow, the one night of the year that you would think they'd be going crazy with the music and booze.
And you're always welcome. Feel free to take a pair of high heels from the vast collection in that room over there...
Mmmmmm, Reeses! I love them. But "bought and sold"? Dear Lady, there is no one hear to set a value on you, but you. If that's your price, then maybe I should tell you where the big stash is, instead of putting four or five in the pantry every day for you to find.
Ahhh, a useful male. You are welcome here, Sir. The freeloaders have all been sent away and didn't really come back from their patrols. We're keeping an eye out for Brad though. Have you seen him? Carries a M4 carbine and wears an old WWII steel pot helmet? Might have a bag of bottles of spaghetti sauce with him. He hands them out to people that he meets who still appreciate real food and not living flesh as a meal.
I see you are armed. If you require food and ammo, or medical care, we have it all. Just remember, the ladies here are not property and not something to be taken because you want them. They are perfectly capable of entering into consensual relationships or removing body parts of those who don't understand that they have a free choice in the matter.
Many have medical skills so remember, the training to save life makes them more efficient at ending it.
I'm not saying that you're a trouble maker; in fact you look like the opposite. The fact that you've shown up and immediately made yourself useful bodes well. You're welcome to stay.
And lastly--but so far from the least--is this dear lady sitting patiently, as if she knew I would come home early. How is your night? Can I do anything for you?
*sneaks in just in time to sneak one of those kisses*
Nice place you have here...
And you're always welcome. Feel free to take a pair of high heels from the vast collection in that room over there...
I poke my head out my door, and see that everyone is either asleep or still out for the evening..
I don't know what everyone likes to eat around here, but I think I've made it abundantly clear that I can be bought and sold with Reeses cups.
I decided that barring any peanut allergies I'd leave a Reese's Big Cup on everyone's pillow tonight.. And maybe a bottle of Advil for Chain...
*whispers Happy New Year to all those sleeping!!*
Mmmmmm, Reeses! I love them. But "bought and sold"? Dear Lady, there is no one hear to set a value on you, but you. If that's your price, then maybe I should tell you where the big stash is, instead of putting four or five in the pantry every day for you to find.
I stand guard, awake & vigilent
Cricket bat & power disc saw close by; shotgun in hand
Ensuring that the Zombie threat is staved off for yet another year
Ahhh, a useful male. You are welcome here, Sir. The freeloaders have all been sent away and didn't really come back from their patrols. We're keeping an eye out for Brad though. Have you seen him? Carries a M4 carbine and wears an old WWII steel pot helmet? Might have a bag of bottles of spaghetti sauce with him. He hands them out to people that he meets who still appreciate real food and not living flesh as a meal.
I see you are armed. If you require food and ammo, or medical care, we have it all. Just remember, the ladies here are not property and not something to be taken because you want them. They are perfectly capable of entering into consensual relationships or removing body parts of those who don't understand that they have a free choice in the matter.
Many have medical skills so remember, the training to save life makes them more efficient at ending it.
I'm not saying that you're a trouble maker; in fact you look like the opposite. The fact that you've shown up and immediately made yourself useful bodes well. You're welcome to stay.
*makes myself a coffee and sits down on my favorite couch to drink it, mulling over the multitude of ways Dave could react to his gift*
I wonder if I did the right thing....
And lastly--but so far from the least--is this dear lady sitting patiently, as if she knew I would come home early. How is your night? Can I do anything for you?