Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Sept 29, 2008 14:33:10 GMT -5
Inexplicably and without warning the air filled with the sound of what seemed to be at least a hundred people saying "Whop"
It was then, with a stunned look on his face and a bit of steam casually rolling off his shoulders as if to say "Oh sir, I quite love you sir, allow me to hug you a bit longer sir, but please don't look behind you." That Tovarisch Khrushchev appeared, inebriated and naked.
And behind him, covered in the same odd steam as himself(only this steam was quite more silent and shy, saying only "meh" and rolling with a much less exuberant nature than his own), was a zombie, equally as naked.
"What?"
It was then, with a stunned look on his face and a bit of steam casually rolling off his shoulders as if to say "Oh sir, I quite love you sir, allow me to hug you a bit longer sir, but please don't look behind you." That Tovarisch Khrushchev appeared, inebriated and naked.
And behind him, covered in the same odd steam as himself(only this steam was quite more silent and shy, saying only "meh" and rolling with a much less exuberant nature than his own), was a zombie, equally as naked.
"What?"