alsih2o
First Post
next door to me is a small general store. the store is run by a mr. clinton murrell, 86 years old. (grandfather fo the rapper from my newbie game)
sitting around on the porch of this tiny store is usually 3-8 men. my wife and i call these men the liars club. they sit around and talk about the weather, young people, the merits of cotton vs. soybeans, the comings and goings of the neighborhood and how young peoples terrible attitudes and baggy pants are making the summers hotter.
they also will answer any question put to them.
whether they know the answer or not!
they will answer anything! they know when to plant tomatoes and when corn is ripe and which church has the best softball team, all for sure. the problem is they will also tell you the velocity required to leave the earths atmosphere or how to make a crepe that is light and fluffy, talking out their arses the whole time.
these guys desperately need to be a bunch of n.p.c.'s (n.p.c.s?), they know how to kill a "X" and will tell you, and they might be right...of course, they might be making it all up too.
who is in your neighborhood/work environment/apartment building that the rest of us could use as npc's?
sitting around on the porch of this tiny store is usually 3-8 men. my wife and i call these men the liars club. they sit around and talk about the weather, young people, the merits of cotton vs. soybeans, the comings and goings of the neighborhood and how young peoples terrible attitudes and baggy pants are making the summers hotter.
they also will answer any question put to them.
whether they know the answer or not!

these guys desperately need to be a bunch of n.p.c.'s (n.p.c.s?), they know how to kill a "X" and will tell you, and they might be right...of course, they might be making it all up too.
who is in your neighborhood/work environment/apartment building that the rest of us could use as npc's?
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