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*Jumps back on Travis*
 
is there some sort of a moral/amoral lesson here? something like uh.. "compare thyself to others, and you'll eventually be depressed because no matter who you are, there will be greater and lesser people than yourself"

and yeah... "boobs are a big deal for girls and boys alike"
 
*Travis glares at Megane then shoulders his PGR-14.*

HOW IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER!?

I HAVE SEVEN INCHES OF MAN MEAT AND C-CUPS, DAMMIT!!!

C-CUPS FOR FUCK'S SAKE!!!
 
*Stares at Travis*

STOP COMPLAINING!
 
"When you are content to be simply yourself
and don't compare or compete,
everybody will respect you." ^_^;
 
Marine: Oh, we respect the Lieutenant.

The problem usually arises around winter time.

That's his mating season.
 
Oh yeah.... the whelp thing.....
 
Yah...

You try getting a hooker and have to explain why there's a giant fleshy thing wriggling around inside of her and it's not you...
 
............

Awwwwwww

*Hugs Travis*
 
I'M "AWWWW"ING CUZ IT'S SAD!

*Hugs Travis again*

Don't worry, I'm sure things'll get better.
 
On that note... who the fuck's Travis? I thought I'd seen most of the confusing and large crew that is the ISAF, but I guess not.
 
*Travis' brow twitches.*

Lieutenant S. Travis, the Lieutenant of Marines for the 84TH Experimental Weapons Battalion.

I was KIA during the war but Duke infused me with a blob wyvern soul.

I lost my sight for six months and now my eyes glow a deep blue like a Freman.

As the blob wyvern species is hermaphroditic I got those traits.

As I said before, I have C-cups and seven inches of man meat. It makes it hard to get a date with that...
 
I thought you were a hermaphroditic to begin with....
 
It is the small disapointments that are getting to me,
it is the small disapointments that are eating away at my soul,
it is the small disapointments that are slowly killing me,
leaving me hungry for the end.
 
Hell, Grumpy, even I knew who Travis was, and I'm terrible with names and remembering things and names.
 
Guess I be worse, then.

And fuck, there's far too many ISAF members/colours to remember easily...
 
I have no problem remembering who's who!
 
that's the problem with having too many leap persons. you lose track as to who's who.
 
*Mizdogg looks at Travis with an orkish version of disdain*
Yoo fink dats bad? oi dun ave no genitals, an' oi come from ah fookin' mooshrum ya git, an the onlee way oi get ta make mor 'o me koind is ta doi an' release a buncha sporz.

Yer, dats bad, but do yeh ear me carryin' on? nuh, cuz loik most orkz, I know dat itz not how ard yer life iz, itz ow much ya beat everywun elz an stay upbeet dat countz!
 
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