The dwarf appeared to be asleep, but as yet our good man Tyler
has been inching around the fact that a true oompa- loompa..
was inhabitating and (apparently) still breathing in the same room with him.
The undercurrents of his thoughts quickly became riptides.
"I should take a mirror and place it underneath his nostrils perhaps"
"when is checkout time at this establishment?"
"Will I need a shovel?"
Okay..yeah..it is dead..
Last edited by ring; 03-09-2008 at 02:26 PM..
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