(08-28-2016, 07:35 AM)Bearded_War_Pig Said: Sounds like a fucking grand ole time, just please try to refrain from calling me Sarge, Bearded War Pig will do just fine. Hopefully that isn't too much of an inconvenience for yah Rockstar!? As for payment you don't have to worry about that until after the contract is complete. Nazi Zombies, huh? If my Great Grandfather was alive to see this...

Bearded War Pig leans back against the nearest wall and begins stroking his very full and bushy beard, day dreaming of Nazi Zombie strippers. The bulge in the crotch region of his coyote tan cargo pants slowly begins to expand. The new and hopefully rising star of XWF pulls two cigars from his cargo pocket extending one to Adam Wednesday.

Care for a stoagie?

He accepts the cigar and takes a big whiff, shortly after he pulls a knife and a large bag of Acapulco Gold.

Cuban? Awesome. Always wanted to wrap this in a Havanan blanket. Cheers bro.

With blinding speed, he rolls a blunt so perfect and beautiful, Tommy Chong instantly appears to admire its beauty. He lights it up and takes a massive hit and passes it to Chong.

In a superfluous coughing fit Adam says:[/color]Fuckin' right.