by Molokidan » Fri Aug 16, 2002 12:09 am
"Err. . ." Molokidan had no idea what Okan just insinuated to him.
Had Molo not been wearing a wig, he would have scratched his head. But, alas, he was, thus, he just stood there and stared blankly at Okan. As he did so, his eyes were mesmorized by the prison's drab, dirty wall, grey and brown, two colors, that, thanks to his genes, made him extremely dizzy when mixed. He soon realized that he was losing feeling in his legs, and promptly fell flat on his face, inadvertendly fulfilling the task that Okan secretly asked him to do. We just thank the prison for being so dirty, and Molo for being so damn stupid.