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Post by jackkelly on Aug 21, 2011 1:56:50 GMT -5
"What?" Jack asked Specs, "We ain't selling the pain in the ass into slavery...that's been eradicated!"
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 21, 2011 2:03:55 GMT -5
Race hadn't actually sold out yet, but he continue to sell industriously while the other idiots argued amongst themselves.
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Post by jackkelly on Aug 21, 2011 2:06:27 GMT -5
"STUBBORN MULE!" Jack shouted in Racetrack's direction. "GETS BEAT BY CRAZED ORPHANS."
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 21, 2011 2:07:46 GMT -5
"CRAZED ORPHANS EATEN BY STUBBORN MULE."
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Post by jackkelly on Aug 21, 2011 2:08:56 GMT -5
"STUBBORN MULE DIES WHEN PUNCHED IN FACE BY PISSED OFF COWBOY!"
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 21, 2011 2:12:50 GMT -5
"PISSED OFF COWBOY CATCHES HIS OWN REBOUND, KNOCKS HIMSELF OUT, AND IS SWALLOWED WHOLE BY SHORT UGLY ITALIAN!"
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Post by raven on Aug 21, 2011 2:12:55 GMT -5
Raven rolled her eyes as she strolled through the crowd of fighting boys. She put her hands on her hips, standing in the middle of them all. She licked her lips and smiled.
"Morons," She said to herself.
"NEWSBOYS LOOSE TO A PAIR OF BEAUTIFUL ITALIAN TITS!" She announced triumphantly. Raven had sold a total of 250 papes that morning using only her most tantalizing smile and opening three buttons on her blouse, revealing the mountainous edge of her breasts, just enough to be a sweet tease to all the wealthy business men.
"Idiots."
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Kid Blink
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Post by Kid Blink on Aug 21, 2011 2:13:53 GMT -5
"HEY! NO WOMEN! I mean... Later's okay. BUT RIGHT NOW? NO!"
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Post by Specs on Aug 21, 2011 2:15:01 GMT -5
"THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR THE GUYS ONLY!"
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Post by raven on Aug 21, 2011 2:15:40 GMT -5
Raven burst out laughing, "Fine, kill each other, see if I care." Raven said with a shrug. "But Race is winning," She nodded in his direction, his stack almost empty.
She waved goodbye to them all, strolling down the street towards Tibby's where she was going to have a nice pastrami on rye and a beer.
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Post by jackkelly on Aug 21, 2011 2:17:28 GMT -5
Jack just gaped at Rae for a minute and then turned on Racetrack glaring.
"UGLY ITALIAN HAS JAW PRIED OPEN BY ENRAGED COWBOY WHO THEN USES JAW AS A BOOMERANG TO KNOCK ITALIAN IN THE HEAD INTO A PUDDLE OF HORSE DUNG WHICH THE ITALIAN CHOKES ON!"
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Kid Blink
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Post by Kid Blink on Aug 21, 2011 2:17:30 GMT -5
"YEAH!" Blink yelled at Raven's back before turning to Specs. "Good teamwork, my man," he said, vigorously shaking Specs hand congratulatory.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 21, 2011 2:19:42 GMT -5
Race stared at Raven's retreating back, a big grin spreading slowly over his face. The contest had completely fled his mind for the moment--it was just great to see Rae being so very...Rae. "Why, that's a smile as sweet as butter if I ever saw one!" clucked an old lady wearing a string of pearls, and she proceeded to buy every one of his remaining papers. ((Couldn't resist! ))
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Post by Specs on Aug 21, 2011 2:20:46 GMT -5
"Are you serious?!?!" said Specs, throwing his hat down on the ground once he saw Race's papers disappear.
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Post by jackkelly on Aug 21, 2011 2:22:41 GMT -5
Jack's jaw nearly unhinged itself as he just gaped at Racetrack. "Un-fucking-believable..."
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