RIGBY
and this is why i have decided
to leave your house and home unhaunted
to leave your house and home unhaunted
Rigby's bitter farewell was met with a laugh and what he took to be a joke. Who knows really, with this new wild place. He was well versed in sarcasm and snide remarks and this certainly felt like that, but he couldn't help but glance beyond the other man's shoulder. The rustle in the foliage could be a tiger, but more likely it was more of those pesky vines, the breed that still tangled around in his shoelaces.
"You can deal with it on your way out," Rigby retorted in a low rumble, "or is it not the only pussy in this jungle." He crossed his legs and leaning further back against the trunk of the tree, chin tilted up with a youthful indignance.
"You can deal with it on your way out," Rigby retorted in a low rumble, "or is it not the only pussy in this jungle." He crossed his legs and leaning further back against the trunk of the tree, chin tilted up with a youthful indignance.
you don't need poltergeists for sidekicks
