In North Carolina it was friggin' GORGEOUS outside. His mom said people were rocking shorts already and here he was bundled up against freezing ass rain in Washington state. Tomorrow they could get more snow. MORE MOTHERFUCKING SNOW. Enough was enough already
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That was the idea.
Apparently, up state a little and everything changed. Clearly, not enough for guys to keep their shirts on. "Are you lot trying to catch pneumonia?"
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Currently the Fort was ranking pretty low down on Ric's places to re-visit, the pros mostly consisted of it being located Stateside and the quality of living quarters but right now Ric was adding soaked shirtless basketball to the reasons why he liked the camp.
Stood on the sidelines, cigarette in hand, Ric watched on in silence as Jesse played with his makeshift team, not obviously gawping but making no effort to join the game just yet.
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Not to mention the trash talk.
"Oh, you traveling son of a bitch. You call that a layout? We should get Ric or Martini in here. They're gay as fuck but at least they could handle some balls!"
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"I'm an equal opportunities guy technically but I can handle being called gay." Ric cracks his knuckles, stretching his back as he watches the player whom Jesse was insulting looking more and more miffed by the minute. He tries to pull a feint but it's a sloppy and obvious move that even Ric, who has limited experience with basketball, can see straight through. It's no wonder that the lad gets frustrated and tosses the ball at Ric as he stomps off the makeshift court muttering about bloody mutants and seeing if the gay one can do any better.
Ric catches the ball and bounces it before tossing it over to Jesse. "You really want me to play?"
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The blond tried not to be look awkward about Ric was standing there after he just evoked the man's name to insult another player but the Mexican seemed okay with it. "Alright man, cool. You're with those guys and it's your ball."
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