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Subject: Re: mmm... sprinkles Author: Crimson Nick [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:39:27 03/01/02 Fri In reply to: Crimson Nick 's message, "Re: odd" on 13:51:39 02/27/02 Wed Nick wanders down the street after going to 4 pawnshops within the city with no luck of finding someone who has exactly what he is looking for and and after getting kicked out of the first gunsmith he went to he is a bit discouraged on finding what he needs "damn why cant people be more friendly to hard working people like me, i mean all i do is sweep up the flith from their cities and they cant even help me get something bigger than this 9 i walk around with." Nick looks up and sees a place named "Duncan' Donuts" "hm... i havent had a good glazed since i left earth and god do i miss that feeling of a morning heart attack after finishing off a dozen of donuts, time to go get some food" Nick walks in past the the two people conversing outside and wonders in He stares at the option that are presented to him and finally ends up with 5 glazed, 3 boston creams, 3 lemon filled and 2 bear claws "a perfect bakers dozen" He pays the man happily and turns around to see the people arguing outside "hm.. havent i see that girl before" soon a long drawn out flashback of the dinner night flows into his head Nicks smiles and wonders what to do next [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]