In a dark corner of the local tavern.....

....a man in with a black hat and a matching fake leather jacket, is seated. He is leaning backwards on his chair and n his hand he has a class of red cider, which he, by moving his wrist, moves around in the glass as if it was red wine, not cider. As he sees you enter, he looks up from his glass and beacons for you to sit on the chair opposite him. When you do, he looks at you for a second then gazes back at his glass of cider. "I have often been told I am a bit strange" He pauses, and draws a sip from his glass, saving it before continuing "This is not true" He turns his gaze upon you, his blue eyes locked with yours "I'm Odd."

Welcome Odd! ^^ Great post, entering with style

Thank you, I DO like my hat, and BOTH my fake leather jackets AND red cider.

BUWHAHAHA, why does the cider haffa be red?

No reason really, but I don't ponder it much, a REAL question is: Why does men have nipples?

Just in case?

Hi odd XD.
That's an interesting entrance

Thank you.

Mercury wrote:

Hi odd XD.
That's an interesting entrance

"Thank you."

Do I detect sarcasm, or does sarcasm detect a reality inn which logic is a giant monster named Barry, who smokes one joint for every theoretical physicist, and does one happy pill of every quantum mechanic and who likes to play with his belly fat?

No sarcasm, I promise.

THEN BARRY EXISTS; I KNEW IT!!!!

*mutters* no wonder he's called odd.