These guys look like they were built to hurt other people. Let 'em try. I don't even care. I'm gonna destroy this shit. Okay. Maybe I won't. This sucks. These guys are gonna make me look bad in front of my woman. I can not let that happen. I'm just making headway with her. I think. Yeah. Right? She likes me. Sure, she kneed me in the dick but she kissed me a few seconds later so that means something.
“Wow” Saucy says.
“You were monologuing” he tells me.
“That was all out loud?” I ask. He nods. Mr. W. Scott walks over to me which is weird because I can see him moving. He stops a few inches from my face and spins facing the soldiers.
“Three months pay for whoever removes this man first” he says and walks away.
“That doesn't seem right” Happy Hands says. Softy is eyeballing her dad the entire time. “I'd hold your hands but you seem to have a very large target on your back.”
“His back if he's lucky” Saucy says.
“I'm dead” Beef says. “Look at those guys. They eat people like me for lunch.”
“Now you know how nature feels about you” I say.
“Nice to know that in the face of certain death that you are still confident” Google says. “It makes no sense but its admirable.”