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When life gives you lemons, ferment them and get drunk.
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The chief pulled up to the entrance of the nicest hotel in all of Vegas. He grabbed his bags, jumped out of his hog, and tossed the keys to the valet parker. The man at the door was staring at the Chief with an open mouth. The Spartan decided he wouldn't waste his time with the idiot.
He walked into the lobby, everyone stopped talking. The Chief looked around at all of the spectators, " Yes, my name is John, nice to meet you guys too." He said, "Now I suggest you all continue with whatever you were doing unless you want to be hospitalized.as you were soldiers." Everyone was silent. One person said something, and everything went back to normal.
A young boy, who couldn't have been older than 5, rand up to the Master Chief. "Are you a Spartan?" The child asked. "No I'm Santa Clause, piss off." Chief walked to the front desk, but the boy followed. " I heard you Spartans are invincible, is that true? " The little boy was persistent. " Kid.where's your mom?" Chief asked. He was irritated, and if he couldn't get this kid to go back to his parents he was going to launch the little punk across the lobby.
"She's right over there." The boy answered. John was about to tell the child to get the hell away from him and go back to his mom when he saw her. "Oh...damn."
[Edited on 07.12.2009 3:25 PM PDT]