002 (Voice, because Gabe likes hearing himself talk)

[uberboned]

[This week is a week for violent altercations and today is a day for filtering posts AWAY from people you don't wanna talk to. In this case, SO VERY FILTERED AWAY FROM PEOPLE NAMED WINCHESTER. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. AND GABE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU.]

So. Barge.

Let's recap. That's... What? Three attacks in as many days? Is that the lull-breaking tradition here on the USS Redemption? Kill each other until the boredom goes away? 

Nice tactic, you psychos. Sorta defeats the purpose of the damn boat, don't it? 

Comments

IT ALWAYS HAS TO BE SNAKES. :|

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Okay! I'll bite. Where on this Love Boat would you put a semi-deity with a preternatural impulse to beat jackasses all to hell who only looks like the guy who got beat up a lot in high school?

WHERE'S MY HAT?

[wichita-kansas.livejournal.com]

You know what you need? You need to get laid. How about you start the first Barge brothel? Maybe one day you can graduate to pimp.

HE COULD GET HER A HAT. And a whip. SHE COULD BEAT INMATES IN ZERO WITH IT.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Damn. You figured out my five-year plan. Now I'm gonna have to go back to the drawing board and start over.

If they ever become BFFs, this is my new plan.

[wichita-kansas.livejournal.com]

What? Are you trying to be a secret pimp? Just 'cause the word's out doesn't mean you can't start the brothel. I need some action myself.

WHOO.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Maybe I wanted it to be a surprise, but now the jig's up.

[wichita-kansas.livejournal.com]

Too bad! Aw!

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Joke's on you. You're the one who doesn't get the benefits of the brothel.

[wichita-kansas.livejournal.com]

Guess I won't need that STD test after all.