Fun Underground Now IV
After looking at his empty glass for several moments, Cid picks it up and examines its bottom. He then returns it to the table, turns it in his hand a few times, and pauses. His hand then moves to his goggles. They look pretty dirty. He pulls them from his face and takes a long look at them. With a dusty blue handkerchief pulled from his pocket, he wipes the eyepieces down before returning them to their place.
“I ain’t never been much good at flappin’ my gums. Tell ya what. Why don’t I show ye what minin’s all about? A body learns more swingin’ a pick beside me than sittin’ still listenin’ ta me jaw fer an hour straight.”
“C’mon now. Grab us some candles an’ let’s head on down.”
“I ain’t never been much good at flappin’ my gums. Tell ya what. Why don’t I show ye what minin’s all about? A body learns more swingin’ a pick beside me than sittin’ still listenin’ ta me jaw fer an hour straight.”
“C’mon now. Grab us some candles an’ let’s head on down.”