[center][color=a0410d][i]"Only a fool indeed..."[/i][/color]

As it turned out, Negan was not out for very long at all. The man had taken worse hits before, after all. The stop sign was... a new one, sure, he'd give it that. But did it hit harder than a lead pipe to the side of your skull? No. Not in the slightest.

And what did Negan wake up to, other than some puppet fuck trying to steal dear old Lucille. Negan was far passed questioning appearances at this point - the talking rat had done enough in the way of that. No, no. All Negan cared about [i]now[/i] was making sure that some conman didn't try and poach his dear old Lucille. But as things seemed, that was [b]exactly[/b] the case. And before long, Negan was standing over Spamton's head. The asshole was pretty damn tall for a puppet, but even so, Negan had a few good inches on him. He gave him a moment to bask in Lucille's greatness, before finally clearing his throat,

[color=9e0b0f][b]"'Scuse me!"[/b][/color] Negan called out to the living puppet as he paced over to him. He'd put on his best shit-eating grin once more. Oh, how he loved this part of the job. Should he be able to shit, then Negan could only hope that Spamton was doing so in those oddly form fitting pants of his. [b][color=9e0b0f]"But I [i]do believe[/i] that there bat belongs to me!"[/color][/b] Negan proceeded to click his tongue and then thumb toward himself. The arm soon fell down to his side, before being offered outward moments later.

[color=9e0b0f][b]"So if you could kindly get y'er [i]termite-infested hand[/i] off of 'er, then that would be [i]greatly[/i] appreciated."[/b][/color]

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