Metalocalypse - Out Of The Closet (U)
"Oh, dude – I was not expecting that."
Nathan paused his recovery of Offdensen's belongings from the post-fire wreckage and looked over Pickles' shoulder, equally shocked by the item in the manager's closet. "Whoa! He kept that quiet."
"He never struck me as the type."
"He must never have used it while we were here," Nathan observed.
Pickles sighed, sadly. "He was obviously a better man than we realised."
Nathan carefully picked up the item, feeling something between intrigue and disgust. "Uh... is it inappropriate that I want to laugh?"
"Totally," Pickles nodded.
They both looked at the accordion and giggled.
Nathan paused his recovery of Offdensen's belongings from the post-fire wreckage and looked over Pickles' shoulder, equally shocked by the item in the manager's closet. "Whoa! He kept that quiet."
"He never struck me as the type."
"He must never have used it while we were here," Nathan observed.
Pickles sighed, sadly. "He was obviously a better man than we realised."
Nathan carefully picked up the item, feeling something between intrigue and disgust. "Uh... is it inappropriate that I want to laugh?"
"Totally," Pickles nodded.
They both looked at the accordion and giggled.
A gentleman is a man who can play the accordion but doesn't.
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