Roger chuckled as he watched Clif stumble toward the bar. Roger had never been too drunk, although he certainly liked drinking. He wondered if his idea would actually carry any weight. Would certainly give the Rogues a chance to expand and make more credits.
He returned to his steak, all the while daydreaming about the radioactive clouds of Cassini. He may not admit it, but he missed the old hell-hole.
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
