he chuckles a bit upon reading, simply smiling, as he gazes on the words, puzzling them together one at a time, then slowly he begins his reply, looking at Dape with a grin, then back at the posting
His mannerisms are if not a spot match then the closest you can get to some one I think of a bit. When will you be around, perhaps We'll work something out, but you do what you must and I will wait, I find myself still questin' feelin's, where they are, if I have 'em, have I ever felt 'em. I sit here wonderin' what your doin', Dape is keepin' me company, he has a fondness of my hat aswell. We'll see each other soon, I'll hoast you up into my arms, and all will be well for that time, until then it is that word of dread that haunts so many men, yet when it happens...the hope will be alive.
His mannerisms are if not a spot match then the closest you can get to some one I think of a bit. When will you be around, perhaps We'll work something out, but you do what you must and I will wait, I find myself still questin' feelin's, where they are, if I have 'em, have I ever felt 'em. I sit here wonderin' what your doin', Dape is keepin' me company, he has a fondness of my hat aswell. We'll see each other soon, I'll hoast you up into my arms, and all will be well for that time, until then it is that word of dread that haunts so many men, yet when it happens...the hope will be alive.