Tenth Rocket Jump

[unlessitsafarm]

-Ladies and gentlemen, this is 849 Goldberg Street. And for those of you who are not already familiar with it, THIS is the home of the Soldier.

He is drunk. And so is muffled_noises. And they have pots on their heads.

What are they doing with pots on their heads? They are ramming each other.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is 849 Goldberg Street. And this is not unusual.-

Comments

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-THERE'S A LOT OF SCREAMING SUDDENLY.-

[kimitoaruiteku.livejournal.com]

[Wh-what the?!]

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-THIS IS THE WAY OF MEN, YOUNG ALPHONSE-

[kimitoaruiteku.livejournal.com]

[Comes to investigate, wth.] Uhm... What are you... doing...?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

What?! -Soldier turns to the boy, eyes full of the fury of WAR!-

[kimitoaruiteku.livejournal.com]

[Eeeeep.] Ah, uhm, you're not... fighting, are you?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

What does it LOOK like, maggot?

[kimitoaruiteku.livejournal.com]

[Whut.] I'm not a maggot!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

THEN QUIT ACTING LIKE ONE! Grab a pot!

[kimitoaruiteku.livejournal.com]

Wh-what for? [He's so confused.]

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Are you incapable of paying attention, you spineless weasel?

[kimitoaruiteku.livejournal.com]

You're... running around with... pots on your head...

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

WE ARE TESTING THE STRENGTH OF OUR FELLOW MEN

[kimitoaruiteku.livejournal.com]

I... think I'll pass.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Then get out of my sight, you disgraceful HIPPIE!

[kimitoaruiteku.livejournal.com]

[Just going to continue on to his brother's house then, wondering what a hippie is.]