Sam's Earth: Detroit
August 30th, 2006 12:38 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
teh-rest.livejournal.comLeeroy had learned his lesson.
Never, ever swap the memory cards on Jeimu's PlayStation 2. And don't hide the one that had all her DDR save games on it.
She'd sworn up a storm and then opened up a portal in the living room and kicked him through it. Now he was here, in a strange bar in a strange city. He didn't feel too concerned, Mu would bring him back when she decided he deserved to set foot on Newfoundland again.
But while he was here there was only one thing to do.
"What d'ye got fer beers, b'y?" he asked the bartender.
Never, ever swap the memory cards on Jeimu's PlayStation 2. And don't hide the one that had all her DDR save games on it.
She'd sworn up a storm and then opened up a portal in the living room and kicked him through it. Now he was here, in a strange bar in a strange city. He didn't feel too concerned, Mu would bring him back when she decided he deserved to set foot on Newfoundland again.
But while he was here there was only one thing to do.
"What d'ye got fer beers, b'y?" he asked the bartender.
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