"Am I alive?" asks the Silver Werewolf.
"Yes, but the following conversation could mean many things," I warn, since my Deus ex Webcomica character is more-or-less bound to the dialects of the region. This takes place in London, so I'm going to use some Wikipedia-aided vocabulary. "Perhaps you want to go and find a saloon," I advise.
Saloon, as in sedan automobile or alcohol bar?
"Yes! I can go for a brew," replies the wolf.
Brew, as in tea or beer? (Or coffee?)
"Oh, I get it!" the reptilian humanoid exclaims, professing his understanding of this double-speak. "How about some shorts?" he asks.
Shorts, as in shots of alcohol or underpants? (Or short pants?)
"Hey..." protests the werewolf, "I am not a lush."
Lush, as in an attractive person or an alcoholic?
"Of course not, but you would make an excellent hooker," I suggest.
Hooker, as in rugby player or prostitute?
Now that this hoo-ha is over, this reptilian humanoid stein can probably hold the brew of your choice. Otherwise, try the large mug.
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