Post by Vito The Don on Jul 2, 2007 20:45:11 GMT -5
Vito walks over to the trapdoor and opens fire into the croc's. "Crikey there's a bitter." He throws a faded T-Shirt that proclaims "Bearpit Security Staff, Now Remotley Reliable" over to Tatio. "Get that bloodied rag of yourself and show some class, word on the street is that the C4NT is in town, and they might stop here." Vito walks up to the roof and surveys the damage DJ did. The cast iron bridge he had lovingly crafted now lay useless on the ground. Slowly he decended the ladder and walks over to the DJ. He grabs DJ's ipod and throws it into the cellar were the undead crocs seem to be revining. "Have fun."