Big talk, but that leaf compactor won't leave his mind any time soon. It's a small thing -- but it got him off centre...
Psyche
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Big talk, but that leaf compactor won't leave his mind any time soon. It's a small thing -- but it got him off centre...
Okay, yes. Immediate failure. Things are worse now. He's observing your every motion carefully...
Yes. This will be good. It will calm him down and won't cost any lives. Lives that could have been otherwise spared.
She is appraising you scientifically, the way she would an exceptional zoological specimen. It's not like that.
In another time and place, she might have flirted back. But that ship sailed long ago.
Try to force a tear out of your duct. Really rip into the whole emotional aggression thing.
Your deportment remains dignified -- as you shed a single, manly tear.
She won't judge you, no matter what you say.
Just explain why you need this so much. He's bound to understand.
He seems down on himself. Offer a bit of positivity and you might put him in a more benevolent mood.
He's trying to ingratiate himself with you by anticipating your questions. He knows he shouldn't have sold the gun.
That was a very smooth salesman's grin that almost comes off as earnest. You should learn from him.
Just don't ask him for the smallest amount. You'll insult him. The others will work.
What did I say? And what did you do? Damn it, man. You're buying it for twelve now, I guess.