Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 171111 times)

"Hello, how are you?"

"A little bored, you?"

"Well, no one is yelling at anyone and there's no death involved in anything. So I guess I'm doing great."

I walk over to Alex and Jacov. "Hey guys."


"Shouldn't you be washing the dishes?"


"Alexia isn't going to do them, and you're the only other woman here. Get washing."

"I'll take care of it."
I go wash the dishes.

"Trevor... Why don't you help him?" I say with a smirk, walking away.

"Hey, get back here. I want to try wrestling you again, without the gun..."

"But I need the gun, because you're kind of more muscular than I am..." I say, holding up my feminine arm.

"But with the gun you're both wasting ammo and freaking me out."

I point my finger violently at my arm

"So unless you have a gun you lose 19 years of age?"