[You have reached the phone of one (1) Char. Call, text, send him nudes, do whatever your heart desires -- just be kind enough to leave a date and time.]
I hope your crazy-ass imagination dreamed up glow in the dark missiles or karate choppin action or something. If somebody made a flamin hobo action figure, they better be goin all out
if its derp then thats even better. are they super expensive? if theyre just dollar store-ass things then get like twelve of them i'll pay you back for it
[THE BAG... Char's at his side pronto, tail already starting up some mischievous waving.]
Let's see what we're workin' with. I'm thinkin' we could fit a few in Coach's desk, maybe slide a few into a filin' cabinet if we're feelin' creative, hey?
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going to buy one
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Should I get coach one
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[U-TURN.]
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[AND THEN. A WHILE LATER.]
I am home with the hobo army.
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[AND LO. A WHILE LATER STILL. A whole bunch of yellow popping in through the teacher's lounge door.]
Yo.
[He holds up. THE BAG.]
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Let's see what we're workin' with. I'm thinkin' we could fit a few in Coach's desk, maybe slide a few into a filin' cabinet if we're feelin' creative, hey?
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[And they were not. They were also a little weird. There was goopy looking plastic fire around a wrist. These were awful.
Awfully wonderful.]
We could set one up doing something on top of the lockers in the locker room too and see how long it takes for anyone to notice.