The Stalker Game!

Casey: There's a difference between being interested in them and being with them as part of a cover...

Casey: And rape faces...they just aren't cool

Harris: I was waitin' fer a buddy of mine fer a good time.



Harris: *smirks* Isn't he a lil ol' fer yeh?

Casey: Co worker actually...

Casey: Oh, the sewers. They your house?

Harris: Nah. I like to go to the catacombs to think. But, anyways, was this taken when yeh were a 'streetwalker'?

Casey: Alone as usual I see...

Harris: I had just finished a job...



Harris: *smirks* When can I see yeh in those?

Casey: Um...how about...never?

Casey: What exactly is that look for? Were you about to sneeze? Had bowel issues...?

Chris: No wonder you're so good at this game. You stalk old men for a living. Really dude, you have absolutely no taste in men.

Harris: Chris, Chris, Chris. Were yeh wanting to be like Shawn in this pic? Didja even get out on stage that night?

Chris: *scowls*


trace adkins by whittlz, on Flickr

Chris: Better not let Dave see this. Looks like his hand sign. You callin' for him to collect his fee?

Harris: Indiana Jones? That guy was a pussy. Makes sense that you'd like him.

Chris: He's no pussy. Well...*thinks about Cowboy and Aliens* Nevermind.


Trace Adkins by sfmike22, on Flickr

Chris: That's that "Dave's gonna get me face". *snickers*

Harris: Gettin ready fer me big boy?

Chris: You slept with my best friend. I could never.


Trace Adkins by CircusKelli3, on Flickr

Chris: So what they get you for and how long didja do? 5 to 10? They shoulda kept you for 20 for being a bad father.

Shawn: *snorts*

Harris: It was a few weeks for instigatin' a riot. And how long did yeh do yer time fer?'

Chris: Drunk driving. I killed my best friend that night.


Trace Adkin exiting concert at CMA Music Festival 2011 by abaesel, on Flickr

Chris: So uh...explain this. You trying to be romantic or something junior? I can understand the soft violin music playing in the background but your appearance needed work. Look like you just woke up from being banged by Dave again.

Harris: I was goin' undercover fer an assignment on tryin' to kill this country singer. Shame too. Kenny Chesney was damn good in bed.



Harris: A woman and a baby? Have yeh told Lana yet?

Chris: We were on the force together. That child's not mine. Looks nothing like me.


Meeting Trace Adkins by CircusKelli3, on Flickr

Chris: Did you meet her in the penitentiary? What kind of prison were you in? Is she really a man? O.O

Harris: *rolls his eyes* No she's not a man. She paid fer my bail. She's an old friend.



Carter: Then whose that?

Chris: No idea. See the drink in my hand?


Trace Adkins on the Jimmy Dean Sunshine Float by crazysanman, on Flickr

Chris: What the hell? You know if Undertaker saw this he'd cringe. If you're going to borrow his gimmick, do it right. I highly doubt Mark surrounds himself with inflatable balls of sunshine, but you get credit for the minions.

Harris: *snorts* Ballroom dancing? That's chick stuff.

Chris: Screw you. Least i was qualified to dance.


Session 4: Trace Adkins by r0b0r0b, on Flickr

Chris: Look at you. Preaching? Motivational speaking? You aint qualified to do neither you damn hypocrite!

Harris: *smirks* Singin the good ol' National Anthem, Canadian.



Harris: Well my my my. Aren't we a kink?

Chris: *scowls* I've never seen that guy before in my life.


Shine All Night Tour - Trace Adkins and band by CircusKelli3, on Flickrv

Chris: Well, well, well... *hollers* Hey Dave? Looky as that backside view. *whistles*

Harris: *smirks* Very mobster like. Not that a lowly guard would know the first thing about bein' in the mafia.