Post by Rutt on Oct 12, 2005 9:28:58 GMT -5
"Ugh! You farted IN MY FACE, eh!" Rutt gags, lumbering to his feet and reeling back, trying to hold his breath and vocalize his disgust at the same time, "That was nasty, eh--you've got my eyes watering! Put your butt back in the water and do it under there, eh. Underwater, the farts don't stink."
Rutt clambers up on the bank and shakes himself dry. He's still coughing from the fumes lingering in the air around the pond and his eyes are indeed watering.
"There is no way I will ever play 'pull my antler' with you again, eh," he snorts, "That's just gross. Weapons like that oughta be illegal in these parts, eh."
Rutt clambers up on the bank and shakes himself dry. He's still coughing from the fumes lingering in the air around the pond and his eyes are indeed watering.
"There is no way I will ever play 'pull my antler' with you again, eh," he snorts, "That's just gross. Weapons like that oughta be illegal in these parts, eh."
