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[Good evening chelonauts, tonight you are being treated to the fine sight of one (1) bruised and somewhat bloody Ant-Man looking far more annoyed than he has looked his entire stay on this turtle. There are scrapes and cuts all over his face and his mouth is a thin line that is barely visible until he opens it to speak.]
Heads up: if any of you guys see a rooster that looks like it's been fused with a telephone box, do me a huge favor and run, not walk, in the opposite direction if you want to wake up tomorrow with still ten fingers. [He hasn't lost any of his own yet but it's only a matter of time.] I don't think there's another one of these Frankenchickens out there but just in case.
[There's long-suffering sigh and he's about to say more when he immediately gets drowned out by the rooster rattling around in its makeshift cage and crowing its little cybernetic head off. At the rate things are going, that cage ain't gonna hold it much longer and then fingers are actually going to be lost.
Scott turns and attempts to shush the rooster several times, but since the rooster listens to him about as well as everyone else does (which is to say not at all), he finally gives up and just ignores the damn thing, pinching his nose in exasperation.]
Anyone have any extra bandages? And maybe a flamethrower? You'll get paid back in chicken patties.
Heads up: if any of you guys see a rooster that looks like it's been fused with a telephone box, do me a huge favor and run, not walk, in the opposite direction if you want to wake up tomorrow with still ten fingers. [He hasn't lost any of his own yet but it's only a matter of time.] I don't think there's another one of these Frankenchickens out there but just in case.
[There's long-suffering sigh and he's about to say more when he immediately gets drowned out by the rooster rattling around in its makeshift cage and crowing its little cybernetic head off. At the rate things are going, that cage ain't gonna hold it much longer and then fingers are actually going to be lost.
Scott turns and attempts to shush the rooster several times, but since the rooster listens to him about as well as everyone else does (which is to say not at all), he finally gives up and just ignores the damn thing, pinching his nose in exasperation.]
Anyone have any extra bandages? And maybe a flamethrower? You'll get paid back in chicken patties.
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But uh. Maybe let someone with snazzy pajamas take over the bird? Definitely wouldn't give it to Starsky and Hutch of the FDA, though, unless they can promise that it's not going to kick the crap out of anyone else.
Anyway. I've got bandages.
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[That picture is actually way more terrifying than it should be and will probably give him nightmares for a week. Hell, he's already living a nightmare right now.]
Got any snazzy pajamas names you'd like to recommend? None of mine really like chicken. Especially metal ones.
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Dude. The FDA cops - since when does the FDA have agents - say its faster than your average chicken. I need to see this.
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You're welcome to come over as long as you promise to A) not lose the chicken and B) not let the chicken catch up to you.
[He is not going to be responsible for the mauling of innocent teenagers.]
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[A very cocky grin.]
If I were home, I'd be cuing up MC Hammer right now. I've got this. Be there in a sec.