It's stuck to my head. I'd never really considered how inconvenient it would be to have a large item superglued to my scalp before. Thanks, City.

Not to mention... what the hell is that smell, anyway...



|[ooc: Brian = "high, noble," so expect occasional inappropriate bursts of thees and thous for my amusement. For added insomnia fun, I looked up Moser, which "refers to individuals living in or near a peat bog," so he'll be surrounded by the aroma of a srsbzns Irish imports store today.

Also! If your character would know what names mean for some reason, feel free to harass him about the not-making-sense, since Rudy = "famous wolf," evidently, and I believe a cooper is a barrel-maker :3 making his life difficult always pleases me.]|