Yeah, see its that arrogance that makes so many people "dislike" (being diplomatic here) england...... i think its just part of being english though... so anything i say is not meant to be taken personally... i sympathise.
oh yeah, the french were really struggling in the games running upto todays match.....*roll eyes*
To be honest i dont care aslong as england doesnt win it....
*Sitar growls at a passing waitress......*
"Free ale! at the houses expense, get it? if not then this cantina aint gonna last for very long...."
*Sitar thumbed a thermal det, to prove his point....*
Right 50 cent aint shit..... that much has been established... but Sitar is back... lets kill some mutha fuckas...
anyone want a job...PM me... lets say that rethius cettle is n#1 on the hit list....any willing assassins will be payed handsomly... but if u try to fuck me ur gonna die...
*Sitar gives her a sqeeze, and then grins a krypten...* "Seem's damm fine too me!" *The big Mandalorian roars with laughter before taking a swig of his new bottle and pulls her tighter......*
*The Mandalorian stood as if pondering, yet he knew exactly what he required and doubted that Rethius could provide it....*
"I require weapons, armour, veichles and perhaps even some ships...... you will provide these....and you will be given use of my men when the need arises aswell aswell...
*He cocks an eyebrow at her... * "If you think i'm capable of being nervous then you have a lot to learn, ma darlin....
*He looks at Krypten who seems quite indifferent...*
"Aint you got any friends.....? *he says to her....referring to Krypten.*
"So.....i'm Scum am I..? tell me more." *he...