he lives in squaresville
this headlock character is no joke! tonight, kathleen and beau somehow escaped his clutches to go booze it up, rail lines and continue on their quest for world peace - and were having a total blast - until headlock came in and ruined everything! he drug the doll's tail out of the bar kicking and screaming and then promptly tossed her in the back of the gravedigger. beau tried to sit shotgun, but headlock did the right thing and said, "what does this look like? a taxicab? hit the pavement, deadbeat!" headlock is totally growing on me. i'm a big fan of his work now.
the flashers outside stood completely floored - they've probably just never seen the doll leave a party so early. headlock told them, "she forgot she has to be up early in the morning." um, i don't think she forgot.
headlock was hired by kathleen's studio, a couple of weeks ago as a wrangler because the doll is as bad as bad can be. her people have already tried drying her out in rehab, but it was to no avail. luckily, headlock is slowly but surely becoming baby babble's absolute kryptonite - he has her home early and makes sure she doesn't sleep in too late. he's built like a brick shithouse, so anytime kathleen gets a little lippy - he just throws her over his shoulder like a sack of sugar and puts her in time out. actually i doubt that. according to sodapop cola, kathleen's brother, he'd just probably call her a cunt!
"from the start, the two of them squabbled all the time. she'd say, "you're the worst cunt," and he'd say, 'no you're the biggest cunt,' and then she'd say, "no, you're the cunt."
i'll bet. he went on, but i think we all know where he was going.