Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 6, 2007 16:19:29 GMT -5
Tovarisch sniffs the air, waking from his place on the floor behind the bar.
"Is that ground...cat I smell?"
Tovarisch takes another shot from his bottle of Vodka, and then hops over the bar and into a seat.
"How much for a cat burger? Or whatever it is you're selling here? I've got a few more bottles of Vodka in this sack of mine." Tovarisch said, patting the side of his bag. "What'll a bottle get me in this place?"
"Is that ground...cat I smell?"
Tovarisch takes another shot from his bottle of Vodka, and then hops over the bar and into a seat.
"How much for a cat burger? Or whatever it is you're selling here? I've got a few more bottles of Vodka in this sack of mine." Tovarisch said, patting the side of his bag. "What'll a bottle get me in this place?"