[voice post] [number three]
[sounds of squishing and the occasional /whack/ as Gino bats around the tomatoes that somehow got into his room.]
Tomatoes, haah? Why couldn't it have been something that actually tastes good? ...And is less messy? Good thing I don't have room mates or they'd probably be making me-- AGHLLRH--!
[PDA clatters to the floor, and is soon followed by the loud thud of something heavy hitting the floor next to it. there's coughing, then some uneasy laughter, then the line goes dead.]
Tomatoes, haah? Why couldn't it have been something that actually tastes good? ...And is less messy? Good thing I don't have room mates or they'd probably be making me-- AGHLLRH--!
[PDA clatters to the floor, and is soon followed by the loud thud of something heavy hitting the floor next to it. there's coughing, then some uneasy laughter, then the line goes dead.]