Call Sign: Jive Turkey
Ladies and Gentlemen, straight from Mysterical Island, it's the Shaman of Schiznick, the Mofo with the Mojo, the Mad Scientist of the Jungle, the Doctor is in!
Doctor? Doctor who?
NO! Witch Doctor, fool!
I just want SOMEBODY to hook-up. Anybody. Hell, even Mr. Whiskers and Lady. There's enough mass hysteria going on for cats and dogs to 'get along.' Truth be told, I was actually drawn into this podcast because I thought Riley sounded sexy and was flirting with Michael in Chapter one. Imagine the sound fx for someone getting a little boom-chicka-wow-wow! I can picture someone in the studio holding a microphone up to a panting German Sheppard or recording someone ramming their fist in and out of a jar of mayonnaise.
Common KC, C.J. sounds 'frustrated' and Victor must be in a state of severe blue balls. ZombieSniper, what do you think? Victor and C.J. in the Boom-boom Kitty Room?
Call Sign: Jive Turkey
Ladies and Gentlemen, straight from Mysterical Island, it's the Shaman of Schiznick, the Mofo with the Mojo, the Mad Scientist of the Jungle, the Doctor is in!
Doctor? Doctor who?
NO! Witch Doctor, fool!
Crazy thought, and of course, this is ONLY hyperbole. I'm not sure how much of a backbone Glenn has. Sure, Victor told him ix-nay on Ahn-shay but he was alone with C.J. while the others packed and prepped Pete. If she pressed him for what he really knew about Sean do you think he'll tell her? He could do it out of gratitude for the safe house. He's been persuaded over and over as a show of gratitude. The long range radio at the colony as payback for Victor rescuing him, forgiving Victor for taking the ammo as thanks for closing a door. He seems like he could roll easily. His favorite thing to say, right after "Ha ho, I was just about to say..." is "If you say so." Sounds like he was about to volunteer info about Sean before being interrupted.
Call Sign: Jive Turkey
Ladies and Gentlemen, straight from Mysterical Island, it's the Shaman of Schiznick, the Mofo with the Mojo, the Mad Scientist of the Jungle, the Doctor is in!
Doctor? Doctor who?
NO! Witch Doctor, fool!
It's a made-up term I used for her starting to identify with her victim. I wondered if there'd be a warped form of intimacy that would develop. The more she tried to beat him down and he resisted; the more she'd despise herself and respect him. I think she'd have to come to a breaking point with Durai and the Family structure around the same time.
...ending with Scratch wrapped around Burt atop a tank plowing through a horde of zombies--Desert Eagles Blazing. Burt chomps a cigar tight in a huge shit-eating grin; steering with his feet smashing thousands of zombies to jelly while "Born in the USA" blares. Finally, realizing they are out of ammo, Scratch bends Burt back in a passionate kiss and the 40gazillion megaton nuke in the belly of the tank blows and they both go out in a ball of fury and thunder.
Yup, that.
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