“Why's that Boss?” Quinn asked yanking his hand away.
“Because if you were born human you'd be dead, my guess would be shortly after you learnt to crawl,” he answered looking back at Percy for confirmation.
Percy gave Quinn a quick look over and thought about it for a second. “Crawl right into oncoming traffic I reckon,” he said laughing in complete judgment and causing Quinn to lower his eyes into his teacup. Percy turned back to Tyre and continued where their last conversation left off. “Well our fathers were German, we lived there and we fucking spoke it didn't we.”
“I believe some of the Jews spoke fucking German too, what's your point?”
“If it quacks like a duck,” Percy said thinking he stated the obvious.
“Now I'm a duck?” Tyre asked looking at Quinn for help, who only shrugged his shoulders bewildered.
“I'm not saying you're a fucking duck, literally,” Percy said getting a bit upset.
“Then I don't get it.”
“It's a metaphor for fuck sakes,” he said pouring the rest of his tea down his throat.
“Big word,” Tyre said to Quinn.
Quinn grinned. “Must have come to him in the tub when he was playing with his rubber ducky,” he laughed quite proud of himself.
Tyre smiled and held the laughter in as Percy was getting quite upset.
“I actually wish I had a rubber ducky,” Percy said pouring another tea.
“Really,” Tyre said revealing a bigger smile.
“Aye, cause I'd shove it right up your arse,” he said while stirring and giving them both an angry smirk.
Quinn laughed at Percy's frustration until Percy looked at him. “Sorry Boss,” he apologized, but couldn't hold it all in and let a couple of snorts escape.
Percy turned to his Boss with a discontented grin. “And you my son, will be buying me a new carpet as well,” he informed him as he sipp...
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...ed so much Mexican shit all at once,” he bellowed causing Quinn to spit his tea back into his cup.
“I told you if we didn't go we'd kick ourselves for missing the Wild West” Tyre said raising his cup then taking a sip.
“Good time's boy, just bloody brilliant,” Percy said smiling.
“So are we going south or across the pond?” Quinn asked getting excited.
“I vote for America, then when we're done I wouldn't mind doing some hunting in Canada there. Maybe up to Mahoney Lake and then make our way to Great Bear.”
“That'd be brilliant,” Quinn said adding his vote.
“Maybe,” Tyre said and sat quietly with his tea and thoughts. This was enough for the other two to leave the subject alone.
Raising his head Percy peered over at Quinn. “How's the hand?”
“Fine thank you,” Quinn said moving his hand under the table so he could not see it.
Laughing Percy just shook his head. “Moron.”
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