Murray the Evil Skull wrote:Meanwhile the skull sat on the counter, its eyes glowing a malevolent red as it seemed to take in the surroundings.
Big Jim walks over and starts to offer a friendly handshake, then realizes the skull doesn't have hands. He awkwardly withdraws his hand and speaks.
"Say my man, you own that birdhouse shrine thing? How that thing work? Oh, sorry not to introduce myself. I'm Big Jim Slade, former WA ambassador for the now utterly destroyed former nation of Great Beulah Land, wiped out in a fierrry cauldron of nuclear armagideon. Me and my wife and kids is the only survivors since we was here in the WA building instead of back home. Can you believe that? Praise God for sparing us!
While we on the subject, I'm currently lookin' for work. I'm a fully qualified WA ambassador, so if you happen to know any nations that's in search of a diplomat could you put in a kind word for me? Times is hard, I'll represent anybody. Here's my card."
Big Jim starts to hand Murray a card, then remembers he has no hands, so he just sort of puts it on the bar in front of the disembodied skull, and backs away.