[AUDIO]

[kingtyrantranger]

[Well. Audio + a picture.

Jason sounds entirely too pleased with himself after uploading that shot.]

Look at what I found! They're pretty cheap, considering.

I'm probably gonna get them. They do custom orders, too! If you want, I can drop a few orders for you guys while I'm here.

Comments

[kingtyrantranger]

...Yeah, I guess you're more the work boot type.

[prettycoolguy]

I put a lot of demands on my wardrobe.

[ You know, like being made of metal and able to stop a plasma cannon. ]

[kingtyrantranger]

Yeah, you definitely come off as the lumberjack type. Jeans, boots, flannel... Blue ox...

[prettycoolguy]

Ox?

[ There's that characteristic I didn't get the joke head tilt. That particular bit of American folklore didn't reach his end of the 26th century.

The rest of it, however, sounds perfectly acceptable. ]

[kingtyrantranger]

Oh, uh. Paul Bunyan and his ox? He's supposed to be like this, uh. Giant lumberjack. With a giant blue ox named Babe that helps him jack lumber.

[prettycoolguy]

[ The Chief considers for a long moment. ]

I don't think Cortana would appreciate that.

[ Somewhere behind that helmet there is a tiny, satisfied smirk at his own joke. ]

[steelandtemper]

Try replacing me with livestock and see how that goes for you.

[He's funny, but looks aren't everything.]

[kingtyrantranger]

Oh, hey, uh. Sorry that other me was kind of a jerk.