Post by Plastic-Man on Nov 7, 2007 18:44:17 GMT -5
At the cowboys words, the couch, with a squeak like a damp hand rubbing over a latex balloon, instantly transforms to a 6'3 man with black greased back hair wearing big white sunglasses, and tight, legless, long sleeved red spandex.
The floor where the couch was, if left bare leaving the cowboy to wonder where the original seats went, as Plastic-man proceeds to plea his case...
"Hey now "Big V"....I didn't mean any harm buddy. I was just foolin' around ya'know?...I mean come on, you guys sat on me! What was I supposed to do?"
Plastic-man leans in close with a smile, and with one finger, lowers his glasses exposing hie eyes. He raises and lowers he eyebrows, faster than any normal person can, a few times saying.
"....You know, for a second there I think she liked the idea that it was you being fresh."
The floor where the couch was, if left bare leaving the cowboy to wonder where the original seats went, as Plastic-man proceeds to plea his case...
"Hey now "Big V"....I didn't mean any harm buddy. I was just foolin' around ya'know?...I mean come on, you guys sat on me! What was I supposed to do?"
Plastic-man leans in close with a smile, and with one finger, lowers his glasses exposing hie eyes. He raises and lowers he eyebrows, faster than any normal person can, a few times saying.
"....You know, for a second there I think she liked the idea that it was you being fresh."
