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| - | Well, you're an idiot | + | Well, you're an idiot. Who the hell would want to be a freaking postman? Are you honestly that stupid? Good going, ding dong. |
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| + | Poof. | ||
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| + | You're walking your route, carrying a big freaking load of mail. It's hot and you're getting seriously sweaty. As you approach one house, the door opens. A hot babe in a skimpy negligee sticks her head out. | ||
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| + | "Oh," she says. "I was looking for the mail. I wasn't expecting there to be anyone out here to see me like this. How embarassing." | ||
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| + | Do you: | ||
| + | *[[Ask her if you can slip something into her slot]] | ||
| + | *[[Ask her if she can let you inside a moment to cool off]] | ||
| + | *[[Deliver her mail and move on to the next house]] | ||
| + | {{Foster Status|Identity=Jack Foster, [[Postal Worker]]}} | ||
| + | [[Category: The Story of Jack Foster]] | ||
Current revision as of 13:07, 15 August 2008
Well, you're an idiot. Who the hell would want to be a freaking postman? Are you honestly that stupid? Good going, ding dong.
Poof.
You're walking your route, carrying a big freaking load of mail. It's hot and you're getting seriously sweaty. As you approach one house, the door opens. A hot babe in a skimpy negligee sticks her head out.
"Oh," she says. "I was looking for the mail. I wasn't expecting there to be anyone out here to see me like this. How embarassing."
Do you:
- Ask her if you can slip something into her slot
- Ask her if she can let you inside a moment to cool off
- Deliver her mail and move on to the next house
| Status | ||
| Health | {{{Health}}} | Identity:
Jack Foster, Postal Worker |
| MP | {{{MP}}} | |
| Level | {{{Level}}} | |
