[b][i]walks in with firing range headphones on[/i][/b]
"I don't care what that is, I need to shoot it. Now!"
English
-
Python looks at you, at the gun then at a hole in the wall about 30 feet back. "Uhm....your funeral." He hands the gun to you. It's weight makes it near unaimable to you.
-
"Death may owe me money from poker night." [b][i]i fire the gun, jumping while i do so, and go flying through the wall, happily screaming [/i][/b]
-
Python chuckles as you fly.
-
"So you know, that [b]was[/b] in fact on purpose. And very, very fun."
-
"Told you this thing had some real kick."