<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=6711.msg260263#msg260263">Quote from: Timiko on 13-10-2006, 15:49:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"some fat guy from Kansas" she repeats, "so how do we do that? ask him?" she shake sher head, "Say Gunnar, what do you locals do for fun?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"We could check his I.D." Offered Sammy with a grin. "Hey! You licensed to be a monster around here?"<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=6711.msg260266#msg260266">Quote from: MadPanda on 13-10-2006, 15:52:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Fight. Drink. Party. Have sex. Same as everybody else, but more often and louder. Why? What do you do for fun?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"She might be asking what are the best places to fight, drink, party and have sex. I know that's info I'd certainly be interested in. I mean, if your family-friendly crab restaurant has strippers, maimingw and monsters, the good places must be fuckin' awesome." Asked Samuel cheerfully.