Feb 13, 2009 21:44
[The feed starts running. You can see Lee, who is carrying a ton of boxes. He sets them down in front of the house.]
I wonder where they have taken such an amount of chocolate.
[He musters the boxes, his hand resting in a thoughtful manner on his chin. Suddenly, he stops.]
What is that? This one looks suspicious... I should try it first.
[Lee takes one of the boxes, opens it and put one of the pralines into his mouth. Suddenly, his face starts to turn more red. He seems to be stand a bit weaker on his legs.]
O-oi! Why do I feel so strange~~~~?
[He starts moving in an exaggerated manner and apparantly has lost control over his body. He turns away from the house and punches backwards, leaving a hole in the wall.]
no control,
drunk,
boxes of chocolate,
friday 13th