FlatBlackIan wrote:
Im sure Tom just spotted some hot young thing somewhere, and he just had to stop and impregnate her, but her evil father caught them. Now Tom is working off his debt on a farm picking raspberries, and rutabagas. We wont hear from him for a few weeks, but sooner or later he will access a computer long enough to get out a help message. The valiant members of this thread will then take to the road with a mission to rescue. We will all meet in a quaint little tavern near the edge of town where the farmer is known to wet his tongue. Deidra, you can use your feminine whiles to woo the farmer, arranging a meeting back at his squallier of a farm house. Boy will he be surprised when our varied group shows up, armed to the hilt. The ensuing battle will be bloody and violent, though the only casualties will be that of a guard dog named Ralph, who was only attempting to do his duty, and a very unlucky mouse who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Tom will be so pleased by his rescue that he will buy us all ice cream and hookers.
If anyone needs me I will be in the basement packing my camouflage sweat pants, and waxing my bowstring.
hahahahahahahah holy ****ing **** i vcant stop laughing