Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20170619000337/@comment-2173402-20170623224442

Cletus shrugged, adjusting his lure bag; it was on his foot and his foot was starting to fall asleep. "I never been one for hockey, so me an' my ol' man never really went to one of the Thrashers' games. Didn' really get the whole skatin' around hittin' a piece of plastic with a stick. I mean, what's the point?"