How furry are you?

[Alister]

You do? o.o

Yep! Some time (years?) back. I remember you'd complained about it then. Didn't remember it until I read your post just a minute ago.

[SilverWolf]

No hair in sight. ;)

[Ephraim]

*Sitting at the kitchen table, holding a half-empty bottle of whisky in one paw and a coffee mug in the other.  Half-drunk, muttering to myself.*

Furries who shave.
*Filling the mug sloppily and draining it in one draught."
It's like priests who f  k.
Where's the conviction?!

*Reading Greymane's post.*
 

I thought you just had really good self-control!

*Throwing the cup against the wall, shattering it. Drinking straight from the bottle, now.*

[Legion]

*Sitting at the kitchen table, holding a half-empty bottle of whisky in one paw and a coffee mug in the other.  Half-drunk, muttering to myself.*

Furries who shave.
*Filling the mug sloppily and draining it in one draught."
It's like priests who f  k.
Where's the conviction?!

*Reading Greymane's post.*
 

I thought you just had really good self-control!

*Throwing the cup against the wall, shattering it. Drinking straight from the bottle, now.*

Bear... that's Dr. Pepper you're drinking...

[Bishoop]

*Sitting at the kitchen table, holding a half-empty bottle of whisky in one paw and a coffee mug in the other.  Half-drunk, muttering to myself.*

Furries who shave.
*Filling the mug sloppily and draining it in one draught."
It's like priests who f  k.
Where's the conviction?!

*Reading Greymane's post.*
 

I thought you just had really good self-control!

*Throwing the cup against the wall, shattering it. Drinking straight from the bottle, now.*

Bear... that's Dr. Pepper you're drinking...

Shhh I´m pretty sure the result will be the same ;)

[Ephraim]

*Finishing the bottle, throwing it down to the floor. It bumps and bounces away. I burp once, long and wetly, then lurch to my feet, toppling the chair behind me. I wipe my mouth with a forearm and speak  in a slow, menacing slur.*

'Goan kill me a razhur. 

*Staggering off towards the Sanctuary communal co-ed bathrooms.*

[Legion]

*Finishing the bottle, throwing it down to the floor. It bumps and bounces away. I burp once, long and wetly, then lurch to my feet, toppling the chair behind me. I wipe my mouth with a forearm and speak  in a slow, menacing slur.*

'Goan kill me a razhur. 

*Staggering off towards the Sanctuary communal co-ed bathrooms.*

"Oh yes... There will be blood"