Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-31401828-20170703092347/@comment-32480792-20170710173348

''Yes! I knew it. I knew it was USAball and Washingtonball! Also, sorry that I took so long to respond. I was away in Canada for the last 5 days. ''
 * off-scenario*


 * in-scenario*

I jump back as USAball pulls a gun on me, making my chair fall and I fall on the ground. I shout, "GAH!  heavy breathing, with my arm outstretched* Whoa, man. Put the gun down. Put. The gun. Down.”

Suddenly , I see the two countryballs having a discussion (why would America think I was commie?...), then I see Washington ball come up to me.

“  Hello citizen, I am Washington and this is my dad USA, at your service.” Then he bows. I breathe a sigh of relief.

“Oh, thank the LORD. I am Robert Zaitsev. Nice to meet you.”

Then I hear USA say, “’Sup, what the hell is this place?”

<p style="margin:0in0in0.0001pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Well,” I respond, “this is my home, on Camano Island, Washington, the United States…”

<p style="margin:0in0in0.0001pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Suddenly, my mom comes into the living room where I am.

<p style="margin:0in0in0.0001pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Robert, are you OK? I heard something.”

<p style="margin:0in0in0.0001pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Yes, I’m OK, but I think we’ve got guests.”

<p style="margin:0in0in0.0001pt;"> <p style="margin:0in0in0.0001pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">(Spacerz continues.)