Bad move, Dougie. Cox snatched the rubber band from Doug, stretched it between his fingers, checked it for soundness and, satisfied, shot the thing directly at Doug's forehead with a piercing whistle. "Great job, jackass," he snapped, a nasty smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He bit it back. Oh, he'd almost forgotten the joys of terrorizing the weak!
"All~~~~ right," he sang, folding his arms tight across his chest. "That was your stupid lesson for the day. Now that that's taken care of, I will be taking your pager and..." He considered, narrowing his eyes. "You might as well go ahead and hand over the five bucks, too. I need to buy dog food."
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Date: 2007-03-12 11:34 pm (UTC)"All~~~~ right," he sang, folding his arms tight across his chest. "That was your stupid lesson for the day. Now that that's taken care of, I will be taking your pager and..." He considered, narrowing his eyes. "You might as well go ahead and hand over the five bucks, too. I need to buy dog food."