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[ridethecyclone]

[ At least this curse is helping Bucky with the whole lack of typing thing, but he mightn't be able to remember how to do it come tomorrow. ]

Nice
» Helping Sister Andrea,
» Looking after Steve.
» Working for Frank for three years.
» Fighting for my country.

Naughty» That kid's nose I broke

Comments

[punchedhitler]

Boy, am I'm lucky that I always had spares. This isn't your attempt at being an art critic, is it?

[ridethecyclone]

No, I like your art jus' fine. I just kept taking the thing out.

[punchedhitler]

I think there's more you could probably add to that nice lis--

[Wait a second]

Tracy Lane's dress? That was you?

[ridethecyclone]

[ Defencive. ] She wasn't bein' very charitable.

[punchedhitler]

What did she do?

[ridethecyclone]

Does it matter? [ Someone is very grumpy today, feet kicked out in front of him, arms crossed. ] She weren't nice.

[punchedhitler]

To you?

Everyone's nice to you.

[Until he gets cranky. Like you know. Now.]

[ridethecyclone]

No, not to me.

[punchedhitler]

Why didn't she make you pay for it?

Besides the fact that you were broke.

[ridethecyclone]

Because I told her flat out I wouldn't and she should stop being such a bitch.

[punchedhitler]

In those words?

[ridethecyclone]

Yup.

[ Without looking up. ] She was.

[punchedhitler]

It must have been bad after I left, then.

[ridethecyclone]

[ Scratching his cheek. ] Might've been.

[punchedhitler]

But I guess it won't surprise you that I'm never trusting you with any artwork again, right?

[ridethecyclone]

I was still a kid when those met an unfortunate accident.