Argos
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Joined: 11/1/2010 From: Bozeman, MT Status: offline
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Two muscular native gentlemen 'assist' a disheveled american pfc with 'ARGOS' stenciled above the left breast pocket around a velvet rope and toward a seat at a table in John Frum's Kava Club. The PFC seems to have experienced some sort of trauma as he mechanically repeats over and over 'You cant believe how ludicrously fast those imperial troops are.' First muscular gentleman to PFC, 'You will be happy to note that tonight's $10 cover charge includes a date and the world premier of a new play, Arsenic and Old Lace' PFC Argos, realizing that things could get worse, snaps out of his trance and replies, 'But I only have $6' Second muscular man, 'Well then let me introduce you to your date for the evening, Ms Sapphire "Choko" Nakamal'. He motions for a large woman with pasties that look to have been created from the unaltered bases of a BL 8" Mark VII powder charge, who begins to move her 35+ stone frame towards the table. PFC Argos scans frantically through a damp, tattered pamphlet pauses at an entry and then shrieks in horror. The entry, 'Choko: a foul tasting indigenous vegetable; also slang for: commando.'
< Message edited by Argos -- 5/21/2012 9:25:46 PM >
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