Post-It: ETD 00:18am [Video]
Jan. 12th, 2015 12:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maced_eggs[So since he's not permitted in the pub anymore, Mason has decided that the pool is a close second preference. Wearing a swimsuit with the Union Jack on it, he lies half in and half out of an inner tube, his rabbit perched precariously on his chest. Do rabbits like water? Can they swim? Who knows?
He drums his fingers on the inner tube, petting a sniffy rabbit with his free hand]
...Right.
Evening, Barge. Or, morning, or whatever the fuck time it is.
Let's you and me have a little betting game. I bet...you can't knock me out of this tube. You bet you can.
If I win, you've got to go get me a beer from the pub.
And if you lose, you've got to go get me a beer from the pub.
First challengers being accepted now.
He drums his fingers on the inner tube, petting a sniffy rabbit with his free hand]
...Right.
Evening, Barge. Or, morning, or whatever the fuck time it is.
Let's you and me have a little betting game. I bet...you can't knock me out of this tube. You bet you can.
If I win, you've got to go get me a beer from the pub.
And if you lose, you've got to go get me a beer from the pub.
First challengers being accepted now.
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Date: 2015-01-26 12:06 am (UTC)[He looks a little concerned, though, and stands up]
M'sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry.
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Date: 2015-01-26 12:12 am (UTC)Sorry, Mason. She'll be more receptive when the flood happens.]