"Sure, take it, that means some schmuck in the bar has my gun!" That was a distressing thought. Her gun. Her special shoots anything gun. Harley sighed. Then brightened, "What, you mean like a date? You're actually askin me on a date!"
Maybe a bit premature, but Harley was... well... happy. And slightly drunk. And very angry at Mistah J.
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Re: Ah! Sunny Key West!
Date: 2008-01-17 04:42 am (UTC)Maybe a bit premature, but Harley was... well... happy. And slightly drunk. And very angry at Mistah J.