Disclaimer: Toriyama and anyone else with the copyrights own DB. I don't
know who owns the following, but here's my re-write of the tale. After all
these years, I think that everyone owns this story, much like the fairy
tales.
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Nappa, Radditz, and Tien were sitting in a bar downing shots and mugs of liquor. Actually, Tien, being the level-headed good guy, was drinking milk. He just liked using different glass-ware for variety.
A breeze swished through the room, ruffling the napkins. All heads turned to see a curvey blonde in shorts and tank top walk in through the swinging saloon doors. A hot and bothered Kashumi sauntered up to the bar and announced, "I will make love to the bravest, manliest man here."
All men clambered to get near her. Radditz, however, managed to push his way through until he stood closest. Kashumi, noticing his size and menacing brows, instinctively grabbed for her pistol. Radditz jerked the weapon from her, held out his left pinky, and BLAM!, shot the digit clean off.
"Is that man enough for ya?" he drawled.
"Oh, my," Kashumi marveled.
Nappa staggered over and snatched away the gun. He took off his boot, and BLAM!, blew off his big toe. "You're coming with me, Sweetheart."
"I don't think so," replied Tien. He led Kashumi over to the bar. Taking out a napkin, he wiped down the top. Tien unzipped his pants, reached in and pulled out a big, be-honking throbber and set it on the counter.
"You're not going to shoot that off now, are you?!" cried an incredulous Kashumi.
"No," said the sober Tien. "But if you stroke it a few times, it'll shoot by itself."
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Nappa, Radditz, and Tien were sitting in a bar downing shots and mugs of liquor. Actually, Tien, being the level-headed good guy, was drinking milk. He just liked using different glass-ware for variety.
A breeze swished through the room, ruffling the napkins. All heads turned to see a curvey blonde in shorts and tank top walk in through the swinging saloon doors. A hot and bothered Kashumi sauntered up to the bar and announced, "I will make love to the bravest, manliest man here."
All men clambered to get near her. Radditz, however, managed to push his way through until he stood closest. Kashumi, noticing his size and menacing brows, instinctively grabbed for her pistol. Radditz jerked the weapon from her, held out his left pinky, and BLAM!, shot the digit clean off.
"Is that man enough for ya?" he drawled.
"Oh, my," Kashumi marveled.
Nappa staggered over and snatched away the gun. He took off his boot, and BLAM!, blew off his big toe. "You're coming with me, Sweetheart."
"I don't think so," replied Tien. He led Kashumi over to the bar. Taking out a napkin, he wiped down the top. Tien unzipped his pants, reached in and pulled out a big, be-honking throbber and set it on the counter.
"You're not going to shoot that off now, are you?!" cried an incredulous Kashumi.
"No," said the sober Tien. "But if you stroke it a few times, it'll shoot by itself."
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