Been laid out for 6 months cause a couple of cardied up cult junkies tried to bleedin kidnap me on account of me brother. They shot me I shot them.. nearly got offed all the way. So that was fun.. found out I was indeed too old for that crap.
Kinda painful, dealing with casts, but more or less since im older then dirt and the wife's a bleeding hippy i'm hooked on the crap now.
Its the only thing that makes the pain and crippling effects of the gunshots I got go away. Again wifes fault.. Im not craving burritos or anything... Not speaking Spanish either.. yet.
So since the half a year stay and my "habit" needs support. (Big doctor bill)
I figured you'll see the Hoopties out and about. Dont worry Ill keep the ships clean so none you sissy's start getting the orange sniffles.
Dont be afraid to invite me on the comm... long trips around the black can get too quiet.
OH OH by the way.. you think the boys at the shipyard would bee keen on making a Junker Train? I think I have a good schematic... Based on the old hercules and some hermetic Cargo pods I got bored and doodled on paper.
