As the horribly nasty o***** start splattering with horrid, putrid, slimy sounds all over his body, Renegade dives for cover underneath a table. Listening to he loud "splat" sounds emanating from above him, he sincerely hopes the wood the table is made from is strong enough to withstand this vicious onslaught!
Scraping the putrid mess from his now slimy body, Renegade takes aim, and tosses some of the nasty greasy goo at RD (hoping of course that he's gotten lazy and disabled his personal forceshield)
Finally, the pattering of o***** on the table slows and comes to a stop. Clambering out from under the table, patrons from all over the bar recoil in horror at the smell that now emanates from his body.
"I think I'd better go have a shower and scrape some of this off myself....see you in a bit. And you can bet I'll have a a little more respect for certain unmentionable words in the future!"
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