Snippet #970023

The blue haired singer paused and watched the android bring the hat to Murdoc and instantly went back to poking the squid. His pills had finally set in and he could feel it clouding in his mind and shutting off a main skills other than speech, breathing and all other things that would keep him in constant contact with the outer world. He didn't care if Murdoc or the silly cyborg thought what he was doing was silly, he just enjoyed the face it made. Like a super scrunched up fish only instead of blowing bubbles it blew ink. Squidy, squidy, squid. Blowing ink into the jar. "Tha could be a song actually," he mumbled to himself as he jabbed at the jello feeling squid.