originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b][i]Manan falls on top of him, a lamp shade on his head.
His ass slams into your face as he falls from the ceiling, bringing you to the floor.[/i][/b]
English
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[b]Cabbot throws him off.[/b] "Who the hell are you?"
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"I'm Banana!" [b][i]He says, hiccuping, drunk.[/i][/b]
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"How the hell are you already drunk?"
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"Brang my own booze. Can't trust these damn space-mexicannets." [b][i]Manan says, standing up. His skin looks like the night sky, and his eyes were as bright as stars.[/i][/b]
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"Well, I brought my own too. As you can see."
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"Is that... izzat west andromeda wine? Aw, that stuff's [i]great.[/i]" [b][i]Manan fell backwards.[/i][/b] "I'm gonna nap for little bit..."
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"Okay."