[There's a pounding sound in the background, and sometimes the ominous cracking of wood.]

Yeah...I don't think that's Avon calling.

Not sure if I have enough bullets for this shit. Mello, if all else fails you toss the whiskey bottle at it and I'll flick a lit cigarette. Maybe we can burn the fuck--

[Err. Sensitive subject, much?]Huh. On second ( Read more... )

Let us never speak of that again.

There's a new woman here, right? For a second I thought I was talking to Mello's stripper. ...Sorry about the 'shoe' remark.

Here's what I've learned ( Read more... )

A couple of things just occurred to me. One, I seem to have a knack for pissing off people. The ones that are probably better left as un-pissed as possible.

And more importantly...I'm hungry. Hey Mello, we got any of that megalob meat? Thinking about making a sandwich. Hold the carrots.