I've blocked my computer from ever bringing up the word "shiza".mcgregor_ewanJuly 24 2006, 02:32:59 UTC
Glancing at the dolly, Ewan tried to ignore the sound it was making as well. He was a bit afraid that it would break on them, so he stepped a little behind Jonathan in case he had to stop one of the crates from spilling over again. With a slight arch of his brow, Ewan shook his head at him. "I think it is sixteen stone, you’ve just stopped working out like a fool and your arms are going back to normal. Do you want me to pull it instead?" He had to say this loud enough to go over the sound of metal against pavement and a few people that were walking by them had a chuckle at their expense and then caught the smell of half rotten meat and quickly walked away. Without waiting for an answer Ewan took the dolly from Jonathan and immediately almost dropped it. "Okay, you're right. This is more than sixteen stone. Maybe if we wheel it together..." Pondering the price of meat these days, he thought out loud. "Well, a pound of ground hamburger is like what? Five quid?" Ewan really had no idea, but he would pretend. “If there's nineteen stone of meat left here, we could get, what? £1250?" Totally unrealistic for spoiled goods, but he was too gone to care. Of course that is when one of the wheels hit a rock and sent a crate of meat flying into the side of someone’s car." Watching it go, Ewan stated, "Okay so sixteen stone it is."
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