Archivist note: This post is from an older recovered archive.
==Initial Post==
((Posted by Pocket String on June 15, 2010))
So I’m minding me own business listening to the woman cursing over all her nasty bread no one wants, when I hears her husband come in and see wot’s happened, and HE calls me a filthy beast!
I’ll pay him for that I will I will. Why, those shoes I made for him fit so well, see if he can take them off! I’ll make them tight I will I will.
whistles a jaunty tune
==Comments==
*Comment by Mr Underby on June 15, 2010 at 12:54pm
notices discomfort in his feet when slinking through the back alleys of Clockhaven
Underby hisses between his teeth: DAMN THAT LITTLE BEAST…
*Comment by Pocket String on June 15, 2010 at 1:06pm
Oy heard that!
whistles some more
*Comment by Mr Underby on June 15, 2010 at 1:27pm
begins to dance
What. In. The. Hell?!
*Comment by Pocket String on June 15, 2010 at 1:32pm
Call me a little beast will ye? Let’s see ye shake those bones! *laughs*
*Comment by Zaida Marie Thibideaux Gearbox on June 15, 2010 at 7:50pm
Zaida and Kitty watch Mr. Underby dancing down the street from the bridge of her boat.
*Comment by Skyler ‘Artful Dodger’ Gant on June 15, 2010 at 10:48pm
Tatsuya I think I’m starting to like this Mr. Pocket Fella. Dance, Underby, DANCE! **grabs cake and watches the fun.**
