bad puppies ><,
Gino: Holy shit. The mouth stinks!
Bomber: It’s not that bad. Don’t distract our man.
Gino: Futek. I got news for you: He’s distracted already.
Bomber: Oh, he’s just fine.
Gino: You dimwit! HE’LL LOSE THE BONER! He ain’t have the best stamina you know.
Chris: Oh, Thank you very much.
Bomber: Just do your job, aight? Our subject is still catatonic with pleasure.
Gino: Use the pillow at least.
Chris: Shit. I give up.
Subject: Oh, baby so soon? Oh. You softie bastard. I won’t hear any of it. I am a very good motivator you know. (purr…)
Gino: Oh sheesh. Motivate my ass.
Chris: Shut up!
Bomber: Don’t mind him, loverboy. Ride the racehorse hard and get on with it.
Gino: Um.. you might wanna take that thing from behind.
Bomber: Just pretend we’re uh.. talahibs over here. Uh… talking talahib at least.
Gino: I think -
Chris: AAARGHHHH!!!!
Subject: Oh, baby you came.
Chris: Uh. I did? Wow.
(This is one of the strips I made - supposedly a comic strip but since I dunno how to draw, you make do with just the "script". lol. Anyway, the rest are in blogspot. ;] )
