Part 41: Loongear Asserts His Masculinity
I am a man again [April 15th, 1010|12:42 pm]
[Current Mood| afraid no longer]
[Current Music|that victory theme from Final Fantasy on a loop]
You should totally feel proud of me, internet. I finally took a stand against Solid Waste and his constant stream of death threats!
Once we came back down from the mountain, Solid went right into his normal training routine that I hate because it goes against my orders.
Sure, he had some decent gains, but it was time to put my foot down. That's right, I scolded him.
The next day, Colt found a letter addressed to me.
"Go to the hill behind your ranch, and come alone."
It was written magazine clippings, and had a dead bird attached.
And so I went, to meet my mystery play-mate. There I saw Solid, giving me the oddest stare I have ever seen, stroking his knife fondly. Our eyes locked. This was it. Man vs. monster. Only one of us was going to leave this field alive... and I was unarmed. I kind of thought he really wanted to play. Just then, Colt trotted in.
Today is the birthday of Solid Waste!
I think the knife would have been better.
Here's your present!
You got him a present?
You bet! But it's in town. Let's all go see Solid's present!
And then I had him put to sleep.
Another victory for Loongear! I fear NOTHING!
However, I kind of need a new monster now. Hopefully one that isn't bent on killing me. Here's what I have on hand:
Devin Townsend - The Hummer
Wesley Willis - Greatest Hits 2
One of those duck dolls Colt glued together with that tree glue
That stupid eternally-burning feather
What should I use?