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!NXN9N9potk 10/13/11(Thu)23:25 No. 55885097 File1318562700.jpg -(1.78 MB, 1761x2500, Just another day in Japan.jpg ) And
so, you commanded your loyal android companion, of which she requires
every byte of programming to keep herself from murdering you, to give
you a piggyback ride around town. "BWAHAHA, FASTER KNAVE, I WISH
TO HIT THAT FLYING CAR WITH MY STICK!", you kick your heels into Hilda's
sides while flaying around a branch. "...", Hilda quietly
accepts her command, while running countless simulations in her head of
which ways she could 'accidentally' lose her balance or bust a joint and
inflict the maximum amount of damage on your frail human body. This
has become the surefire way you choose to travel around town now,
you're not sure how it got started, but you have to say, it beats taking
a subway. A few minutes ago, you received a call from that
air-headed blonde headless girl, which sounds way more awesome than it
actually is, asking if you wanted to join her for a surf session. Being
of sound heart and mind, you chugged a forty and told her to blow it
out her ass. Then called back quickly and apologized, saying you'd be
glad to meet her and surf. ...Despite not ever actually surfing before. Oh well, you're a quick learner. If you can out ice skate a Yuki-Onna, surely you can out surf a dollar ham. "Hilda, make a left up ahead" "There aren't any lefts to make, you dolt" "Then make one" ! Hilda easily smashes through the fence up ahead. So
anyway, Janet, the Dullahan, told you to meet her at the spot the two
of you first met. Which would be the industrial river. You wonder if
that's where you're going to start off, and also wonder if you should've
brought your own surf board despite not having one. But mainly,
you're wonder why Hilda's hair is giving you an erection. You'll never
find that answer, but you'll never stop looking.