- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
The first few times I saw that guy, he kind of freaked me out so I left him alone. One time, though, I decided to listen to him, and the more he talked, the more whiny he sounded, and I really needed some more ammunition . . . and I was sort of grumpy at the time because of some annoying jackals . . . and there was that whole thing with him calling me names and shooting at me . . .
So . . . yeah . . . erm . . . I needed ammunition. ;)