Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Apr 14, 2009 19:30:53 GMT -5
"Eh. Suit yourself."
The DJ takes the cover off his lot of supplies from Creedy and straps 2 shotguns to his back, with 2 pistols in his inside jacket pocket, 2 pistols at the hip, and one pistol in his back pocket. He begins to fill his pockets with as much ammo as he can carry. Then, he takes a few FAKs and straps them next to his shotguns. The DJ looks at the leftover supplies.
"Anyone wanna help me move the rest of this stuff to my hidden spot under the floorboards?"
The DJ takes the cover off his lot of supplies from Creedy and straps 2 shotguns to his back, with 2 pistols in his inside jacket pocket, 2 pistols at the hip, and one pistol in his back pocket. He begins to fill his pockets with as much ammo as he can carry. Then, he takes a few FAKs and straps them next to his shotguns. The DJ looks at the leftover supplies.
"Anyone wanna help me move the rest of this stuff to my hidden spot under the floorboards?"
