Blut Sunny, the man with the horrible parents, came walking down the alley towards the streets. He checked his jock strap before making his way to the soap box, preparing for the worst.

He cleared his throat, and looked around. The sight of a grown man in only a jock strap drew eyes from the crowd, low laughter began to grow from the outside of the crowd.

I...I am Blut Sunny. And this is what I have to offer your family.

He yanked open his jock strap...

Bobby begins a slow clap...

I still do not see it

Blut Sunny blinks at Malicious

How can you not see it? It's RIGHT THERE! Don't you know what money making talent, and poetic skill look like? Oh, you thought I meant my penis?

Flea joins in the clapping

Toby begins to clap.

Its just so.... beautiful.

Toby wipes a tear away from his eye.

So the question remains: Who wants some of this in their open slot?

Bobby quickly stops clapping...

Toby looks around and quickly turns and runs away. 

I meant in your family! I'm a vegabond looking for a home.

Well, that is one way to get noticed.

Bobby smiles to himself..

So in all seriousness, what do you have to offer? That might get some people interested.

Sweeney walks with a limb, looks around to see if Krunch is anywhere near.

Well, Bobby, I'm good with my tongue. Also, I love sliding my hands into random strangers pockets.

So, good street presence and great pickpocket skills....go on.

Too bad we're full, or we'd love to have you in us... I mean in our crew.

I was once told that I could do this insanely awesome thing with my finger, though some self flogging has caused that particular skill to need some training. I'm much happier strutting my stuff and cashing checks. The boys LOVE the Blut Sunny.

I'm sure they do.

Mmmm, I've become a simple peasant boy for KingSao. Its all your losses, I suppose, though I do feel a bit of spanking coming my way.

I know for a fact that he is into spanking. I was the designated spankee almost every Thursday evening.