If that sight alone wasn’t MORE than enough to bring out the beginnings of a snorting laughter threatening oh so dangerously to guffaw with wild abandon. It was all he could to to clamp down upon his lower lip and fight with everything he had to avoid opening his mouth for even the smallest of incremental seconds…
But how long could he Last??
Of course the deranged stifle of arupting guffaw would be recognized and heard by the Elder. Oh of course, what’s new, wherever there be trouble afoot with even the mouthiest of mortals or most annoying of treacherous louses.. Joseph’s name was either mentioned, or, he was there; and funny enough there he’d be stifling a hearty chortle in Kars’ much profuse of mockery. Kars simply sat down and poured himself another drink, as would he most likely have to again, because this wasn’t going to stop. Not on the Joestars’ watch.
“ Joseph will you please cease your infernal yammering? As if there isn’t a spirit invading my new cabana flushing around a mop atop their crown while carrying probably one of my newest glasses - now here you are, teetering away with your tits lodged in your throat gloating at my mockery. You’re as useful as a rotten pruned tuber is to a starving dog, yet you’re only encouraging this.. strange mockery of a haunting. I’ve seen much scarier under a pillar if you ask my to-be-most-valued opinion. “
