Sep 8, 2023
Imaging not wanting money but want Boston! BOIII U NEED THERAPY AND BETTER STANDARDS
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Imaging not wanting money but want Boston! BOIII U NEED THERAPY AND BETTER STANDARDS
i’m drinking a hazy ipa and my girlfriend is making tacos and we have friends over and we’re playing good music plz bring on the script i am READY
uh what-- Sir what-- oh he is laying back down sir you confuse me
It really sucks to him he can’t really do anything at the moment but watch this go on, good heavens and hells please let everything be alright while Gemstone is confided to her phone
lxyaltyandjustxce replied to your post: *Casually buys this shirt for Phoenix*
“…I want fifty.”
“You’re getting ONE-”
When you find the woman your gonna marry on here.
“I still cannot forgive you...”
So, my headcanon was that after they get together again, Judy & Nick went to Mr. Big for assistance, and because at that time the sun was already setting, Mr. Big graciously offered Judy & Nick two separate rooms to spend the night, promising that they will be able to nab the weasel in the morning.
So, Judy’s still coming down from her emotional roller-coaster, retired to her room (to be joined a while later by Fru Fru, who confronted her about her actual feelings about “that handsome fox you were with”.
Nick... eh, a nocturnal animal that he was, was still a bit stoked by his euphoria of getting together with Judy again, he just couldn’t sleep. So, he walked out of the Big Mansion to a pub nearby, just 50 meters down the street.
Two polar bears ambushed him as he entered the pub.
“Why, Kevin! And Raymond!”
“Look, fox,” Kevin said in his deep baritone voice, threat clearly evident, “The Boss might have forgiven you thanks to that bunny of yours...”
“She’s not---”
“Shush!” Kevin cut Nick off, finger swiping in front of the bear’s neck. “But *I* still cannot forgive you, for what you did to us!!”
Nick gulped down really hard.
(Ending after “Keep reading”)
---- There Should Have Been A "Keep Reading" Separator Here ----
“Yeah,” Raymond piped up. “Time to get back at you, fox!” he said menacingly as he closed the gap with Nick, dragging behind him a table.
Nick looked at the table. He knew what they would do to him. He felt his fur standing on end.
Raymond swung the table to his front, while Kevin approached with a high chair. And a pack of unopened poker cards.
“Texas Hold ‘Em. Sky’s the limit,” declared Kevin, opening the pack of cards. “We’ll get you this time, fox.”
“The name’s nick, boys,” Nick declared nonchalantly, slipping into his unscrutinizable hustler-poker face. “And I’ll be glad to separate you from your money, anytime.”
A couple of hours later, a tipsy red fox could be seen swaying along the Big Mansion’s hall before plopping into his room, still several hundred bucks richer even after he paid for the drinks of everyone in the pub, in celebration of him wiping out the Bear Brothers. Again.
NICK PLZ
. . .
his bewilderment seems genuine, though. The next few screens, Nick’s still bewildered: