"and all up within the joint" came the crawl from tale in his deep and spidered throat. "dj standable, he brings the music to the room" and he did so.

the only record in the hodgehaus was one of sonucs old salties. the little green fox had to make due.

but without even one ring out, sonuc melted into the room from the wall's paper. "pyewww, and just what sort of a wit'les ass do you take for?"

"sonuc..." tale breath, pouting all of his lips. "im JUST...trying to be a "disc jockey" THOUGHT you might be a little more sensitive about this but uhhhh yeah i guess i can see what sort of dignity you have..."

with a snap of his teeth sonuc popped the boys bones into circle shape. "yeah yeah, well ive had a minute out of the room and i only return to see a little SNOTTY PILE OF A RATS OWN FOWL to greet, me, and that'd be you, scum."

tale whistled "and boy dont i feel the wind run free when im my own made man. im startin to wonder if this little town is enough..." he hububed and sonuc wasnt gonna have it.

"look, now kid im gonna put your eyes on the floor. now you leave them there, and you keep a good watch. let them look at what im gonna do to your body, y'hm?"

"sonuc to be honest i thought it was a pretty good song" buckles said. buckles was in the room.