From time to time. Never really thought about it too much as a habit, though.

Oh. Hell yes. Never gonna let these go. Lost my last ones when I was on the run from a buncha cutthroats.

Booze.

Hell if I know, but it's been a while.

Ehh. Well, I've got my ol' hideout back to the most spic an' span it can get. Right now, I'm just plannin' to get all of my territory back, but that'll be rough.

God dammit, there is ONE TIME. ONE. TIME. YOU NEED TO REMEMBER.

Okay for real now, what the fuck.

Argh. Who the hell cares?

Fuckin' hell, I really think this place is messin' with me.

Alright, I swear there's some kinda conspiracy against me or somethin'.

(( Hah. I've been on as my other account, it's just that I only just now got around to resetting the pass on this one. ))

Do you know who you're talkin' to?

Maybe, but ain't no use in puttin' myself down this early.

(( Well, in some capacity at least, though the scene looks kinda dead. ))

To cut a long story short... It's midnight again. Time for me to start plannin'.

Everythin', under my boots again. All that power, mine. Territory, all of it. Slick's name on everythin'.

Heh, just gotta start up all my midnight tactics again an' it won't be too hard to at least get a square of territory under my toes again.

Not like I'm not used to a lot of plannin'. I'm a night owl an' a wise bird too.

Looks like I'm gonna need the mother of all plans to take somethin' like this on, but, well...

Alla this really does bring me back to ol' times, heheh.