Talk:Ren Xiongmao/@comment-27303410-20160421205113/@comment-30700719-20170227224703

"Come on, I've got something that the muscle-bag could NEVER give you." This gets his attention. "What did you say?" I smile and say, "I'll give you a jet-ski." "I'll give you two!" I chuckle. "Honey, I'll get you a nice, big ice-cream." He smirks. "Huh, I could buy you a bathtub of ice-cream!" I sigh, smile and say, "I'll take you above the clouds, over the ocean, and much more." The dude's eyes pop out in surprise. "What?" I then talk into my PDA, and take her by the hand, down the boardwalk. "You're just going to walk away? Huh!" He runs up behind me. I immediately dodge and fabricate a double-barrelled shotgun. He spins around to hit me again and gets a mouthful of gun. "I seriously recommend that you fuck off." He walks away at an alarming speed. "Well, he wasn't just a large beefcake, he had enough brain to figure out that gun beats fist." A seaplane comes flying in, taxiing to the end of the pier. "Here's our ride. I might give you a shot at the controls!" She jumps up and down, clapping her hands together.