Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Oct 1, 2008 21:27:05 GMT -5
"I KNOW YOU!" Tovarisch shouts from a few stools down, interrupting the two men. "I lived in your fridge for a few seconds! You gave me a sandwich!"
Tovarisch reaches out to hug the man, and realizes he is still naked.
"Excuse my appearances, its just that the. . .well, you see the thing. . .I'm not usually naked."
Tovarisch takes another swig of vodka and hands the bottle to his new friend.
"I couldn't help but overhear your loss. I've seen quite a few friends, and one great mentor, die these past months. . .in fact I sort of kill my mentor, but he asked me to!"
Tovarisch pulls back the bottle, takes another drink, and hands it back over.
"Needless to say I've been a bit disheveled since."
Tovarisch reaches out to hug the man, and realizes he is still naked.
"Excuse my appearances, its just that the. . .well, you see the thing. . .I'm not usually naked."
Tovarisch takes another swig of vodka and hands the bottle to his new friend.
"I couldn't help but overhear your loss. I've seen quite a few friends, and one great mentor, die these past months. . .in fact I sort of kill my mentor, but he asked me to!"
Tovarisch pulls back the bottle, takes another drink, and hands it back over.
"Needless to say I've been a bit disheveled since."