Oct 31, 2007 14:13
Skwisgaar had fallen asleep in the bar, stretched out completely across one of the couches.
And we do mean completely. Taller than a tree = whole sofa and then some.
He had, of course, forgotten about being so tall when he woke up, stretching, rolling to his feet and banging his head on a rafter once more, "Sons of a beaches fuG#sing tall head rafter, fuG#sing ouch, nots fair fuG#sing hell!!"
pickles,
halloween,
skwisgaar skwigelf