Who to Yield, who to Yield. Hmmm.
Well, I’m tempted to give the Yield to the Glasses guy, but he’s just sitting there in the corner looking like a whipped puppy. Poor thing, you’d think someone who works in the high pressure world of paper and paper products sales could handle it. Maybe he’s not all he’s cracked up to be. Emphasis on “cracked up.”
I could give the Yield to Gyrobo, but he’s just so cute. He’s like a cute little puppy who thinks he’s people. Except he’s a robot clown.
Which is cute in its own way. Its own odd strange twisted way.
I would Yield Vegeta and Wolverine, but the techs on this space station begged me not to. It seems that it’s shedding season for Team Smelly and hair is gumming up the air purification filters. They want those two off the deck as fast as possible.
I could give the Yield to Captain Koma, but why beat someone when he’s down? He’s got so many issues that this might just put him over the edge if you know what I mean.
So, I still have to decide who to Yield.
Nepharia, I’m going to have to go with you. There’s only room for one woman to win this race and bitch, it’s not going to be you.