by Brnin8r » Mon Aug 20, 2007 8:01 pm
Darin finally made it around the pool. She was panting heavily when she finished. Darin hadn't been very in-shape. He wasn't fat or anything, his stamina was just...not so good...like a two legged mouse trying to run in a mouse wheel. She stumbled to where the relaxing party is. "So what I miss?" she immediately collapsed asleep on the floor.
(sorry for the hit-and-run post. I'll be back in about two hours.)
It's not about how much dough you make -- it's about how delicious a pizza you eat at the end.
http://swalrus.deviantart.com/ An ancient dA page that is thinking about standing up again someday.