Get Timers Now!
X
 
May 13 - 00:18:39
-1
Page:  1 
The Girl in the Dirty Shirt. Started by: Oasis on Nov 23, '08 21:45
As Oasis stood at the corner waiting, he clutched his hands behind his back and craned his neck, singing a little ditty under his breath


The clouds around your soul,

don't gather there for nothing.

It wasn't long, though, before his impromptu session was interrupted by the the arrival of a Girl. The girl in the dirty shirt, to be precise.He stared ahead, not making eye contact with her as he spoke. Even if he had've though, she wouldn't have known; as despite the night having descended upon Philadelphia, he was wearing a fuck off pair of sunglasses. The flash twat.


"Have you got the money?"

The girl in the dirty shirt nodded and flashed a stack of the good 'uns, but like a seasoned pro she didn't hand over the money until she knew Oasis would keep his end of the deal. Knowing this, Oasis nodded and hopped onto a nearby Vespa, almost too conveniently placed.


"Let's go get some Magic Pie."
Report Post Tip
...as the vestpa swerved and crashed into a light pole the last thing that went through his mind was, how in the world was she ever going to get that shirt clean?........
Report Post Tip
*Vespa.


Dingbat.
Report Post Tip
Lampost damage is sure to be a bugger when it comes to washing shirts. Might have to leave it to soak over night.

Dammit, when will they learn
Report Post Tip

This Forum Is For 100% 1950's Role Play (AKA Streets)
Replying to: The Girl in the Dirty Shirt.
Compose Body:

@Mention Notifications: On More info
How much do you want to tip for this post?

Minimum $20,000

(NaN)
G2
G1
L
H
D
C
Private Conversations
0 PLAYERS IN CHANNEL