*@ The equipment bay*
GTX2GvO: There, there, Kuger.. That bad feeling will go away soon enough..
Kugerfang: *Barf*
GTX2GvO: Damn! You little punk! Those are my NICE boots!! :mad:
Kugerfang: *eeeewwww..*
The Chosen: How long will that kid remain that way?
GTX2GvO: Until we get him to the med bay and give him one of those hunger pills.
The Chosen: That will work?? :weird:
GTX2GvO: Maybe. Or he will contaminate that floor more badly than this one..
*After dragging Kugerfang beyond the bay doors*
The Chosen: Hé. Who's that at the majors office?
GTX2GvO: Even better. What's a girl doing on this base?
Kugerfang: *grmbl* Girl? *eeeewwww.....* Stomach
The Chosen: You sure?
GTX2GvO: Think so.. Oh well. We'll find out what she's doing here soon enough.
The Chosen: You sure we shouldn't find out what she is doing here?
GTX2GvO: We still have a package for the med bay.
Kugerfang: *Barf*
The Chosen: Oh no!! Not my shoes as well!!
The Chosen: You're right. We should drop this thing @ the med bay..
*GTX2GvO and The Chosen continue dragging Kugerfang in the direction of the med bay*
The Chosen: You know Why I'm helping you right?
GTX2GvO: Yeah, Yeah. You want 400 gallons of Dalduan High Grade Oil.
GTX2GvO: Where do you want it?
The Chosen: I will tell you were to bring it when I'm finished with this whole X-Com deal..
GTX2GvO: Sure. I'll give you a receipt for this, but YOU have to remind me about this when we're finished.
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Greetings from GTX2GvO.
Member of The Victorious People's Shoutbox Liberation Army.
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