…uh, just thought I’d do my part and mindlessly clog up this board with another Coldfire ego boost 
“…send lawyers, guns, and money…”
Warren ZevonColdfire. Did you use tartar or cocktail sauce?
As the suave and debonair Coldfire climbs into the tub with the exotic Shrimp Lady, he lights the candles to set the mood.
Flashing his best lady-killing grin that has brought many a buxom and alluring female into his arms, he casually asks her, as he enters the warm, scented water...
"Soooo, why *do* they call you the Shrimp Lady?"
“…send lawyers, guns, and money…”
Warren ZevonShe fixed Coldfire with a tart gaze, the sort you give to circus clowns when they demand to be taken seriously. “I was about to ask you a similar question,” she drawled, her gaze drifting down to his manhood. “The water isn’t as cold as you seem to think it is.”
Sorry Coldfire, I just couldn’t resist a setup like Bluepony’s.
–Da Cap’n
“Playin’ solitaire 'til dawn
With a deck of fifty-one.”