nineteenth.

[fortheoldworld]

All right, so who's getting voted off the island next?

Comments

[audio]

[hunting_angels]

Oh, me. Pick me. Wooo.

[Sarcasm so thick you can cut it with a knife.]

[audio]

[fortheoldworld]

No, you do stuff for me, I'm voting for someone else.

[audio]

[hunting_angels]

Glad to know I'm useful, at least.

[audio]

[fortheoldworld]

No kidding. Now we need a pack mule transported over here and I'm all set.

[audio]

[hunting_angels]

Yeah, yeah, make fun of the guy with all the girls.

What've you been up to, anyway?

[audio]

[fortheoldworld]

[With a laugh,] Let me know where I can find him, and I will.

Nothing particularly stimulating. You?

[audio]

[hunting_angels]

Oh, shut up. I'll have you know, I'm the most lusted-after guy in this whole damn city.

Nothing. It's been... extremely boring. Almost got my wrist broken yesterday, though.

[audio]

[fortheoldworld]

Nah, to be that, you have to be 'even the guys want him.'

How's that?

[audio]

[hunting_angels]

I dunno, I get these weird looks at the club sometimes...

Nah. Here's some advice for ya- if you wanna steal shit in the undercity, make sure you've got health insurance.

[audio]

[fortheoldworld]

Duly noted, Eury.

What's with you and your sticky fingers? You've got enough to get on by.

[audio]

[hunting_angels]

Mm, but if there's a sudden crash, or if I get shot or something, gotta have a storage of shit to keep me alive, just in case. Well- that, and it's fun. Ladies love a bad boy.

[audio]

[hunting_angels]

Hey- get the track record I have. Then try to tell me I'm wrong.

[audio]

[fortheoldworld]

[Mello's laughing.]

[audio]

[hunting_angels]

Nah, I'm talking more of the babes at the front desk of my workplace who throw themselves on me when I give 'em a few diamonds I got from some dude's house.