

Waking Up In Vegas 3 of ?Through the argument that Simmons was half robotic, therefore his limbs were stronger, Dick was somehow coerced into carrying all the luggage. Grif carried only his backpack, filled with things to keep him occupied on the ride back home. Dick didn't understand why Dex brought four books of crosswords, anyway. All his friend ever did was ask him for the answer or fill in random curse words. Dick took two steps into the common room of the base and let everything drop. Even with bionic limbs, that was heavy! His own luggage was manageable, but Dick had never known a man to pack as much as Grif did.Waking Up In Vegas 3 of ?
Sarge was flipping through "The Ar


Waking Up In Vegas 2 of ?"Hey! Hey... Hey..... Uh..." "Candi." "Yeah, sure. That sounds great. I like licorice whips." "No, dude, I think that's her name. 'S a pretty name. Fer a pretty ho."Waking Up In Vegas 2 of ?
The blond, whose name was in fact Candi, promptly slapped Grif across the face. Dex was dumbfounded, after all he couldn't think what he did wrong. The four had just left their hotel room and were currently walking out the doors of the lobby. Well, the girls walked. The boys did more of a drunken shuffle.
Cyndi, the brunette of the two, was at her limit when Simmons asked his next question. "Hey... Hey... Uh.. Cyndi! We should... You kn


Waking up in Vegas 1 of ?"Oh Jeez, the inside of my head!"Waking up in Vegas 1 of ?
Simmons woke with a start. His head was pounding, lights in the room far too bright for his liking. Dick whipped his head around, sight lagging only a few seconds behind. It took him a while to remember where he was.
Grif always blamed him. It wasn't the maroon soldier's fault, really. The shuttle going to the Vegas quadrant was below inspection grade! Was he expected to board a craft that had an engine with a 0.02 inch fuel intake, rather than the new limit of 0.026? No sir. That thing was a death trap. But did Grif understand? Of course not. All the other man cared about was booze
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Silly Putty is the sixth element. True Story.
"I told you not to touch anything! You touched everything! That's the exact opposite of touching nothing!"
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Silly Putty is the sixth element. True Story.
"I told you not to touch anything! You touched everything! That's the exact opposite of touching nothing!"
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For me grad feels like jumping out of a plane. I have no idea where I'm going to land, but i hope its somewhere with palm trees.
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For me grad feels like jumping out of a plane. I have no idea where I'm going to land, but i hope its somewhere with palm trees.
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For me grad feels like jumping out of a plane. I have no idea where I'm going to land, but i hope its somewhere with palm trees.
Because the last time I commented on your profile, AND you were online (at least, it said you were), you didn't say anything back.
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For me grad feels like jumping out of a plane. I have no idea where I'm going to land, but i hope its somewhere with palm trees.
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For me grad feels like jumping out of a plane. I have no idea where I'm going to land, but i hope its somewhere with palm trees.
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