"Oh absolutely. But I make it as suggestive as possible." A pause. "But you'd be surprised how often people are into that? Especially at weddings. People are fucking horny, man."
He makes short work of the first corn dog, and then another. And then he he starts on the churros. One would think that the carousel had upped his appetite, and in a way, perhaps it had?
"Um," he looks up, his mouth full and his cheeks stuffed, "You know...Canada...land? I'm from Canadaland?"
(Smooth. HEY! Roxy's writer! You from Canada! That'd make this hilarious af.)
"You stay out of this," he grumbles at his parenthesis, "Look...it's comics history. I don't think anybody's thought to mention specifically where I'm from beyond, hey, wouldn't it be cool if he was from Canada like Wolvie? And even if they had, I don't remember it. My memory is shit on the best of days for my own backstory."
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He makes short work of the first corn dog, and then another. And then he he starts on the churros. One would think that the carousel had upped his appetite, and in a way, perhaps it had?
"Um," he looks up, his mouth full and his cheeks stuffed, "You know...Canada...land? I'm from Canadaland?"
(Smooth. HEY! Roxy's writer! You from Canada! That'd make this hilarious af.)
"You stay out of this," he grumbles at his parenthesis, "Look...it's comics history. I don't think anybody's thought to mention specifically where I'm from beyond, hey, wouldn't it be cool if he was from Canada like Wolvie? And even if they had, I don't remember it. My memory is shit on the best of days for my own backstory."