"Skeeter...You have something I want. I have something you want. I think you and I can help each other out, here." Then I detail my brilliant plan involving matching prom dresses, mistaken identity, and a hacked GPS.
Just phoned. Apparently they've been waiting for parts. Which he didn't mention before. They arrived this morning. He's "putting the head back together," which I assume means a part of my engine, and not the toilet, since it's one of those old, toiletless cars.
I don't think Matt quite understands the concept of Letting People Know What's Going On.
Your food problem could be solved by eating Matt, I suppose, but then what about the car? Skeeter would pine and not finish the job, I'm sure. *gives nod to Dr_Tectonic* (that still is such a hoot)
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Date: 2009-05-08 03:55 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-05-08 04:00 pm (UTC)Possibly assisted by poisoned failcake meant for you.
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Date: 2009-05-08 04:03 pm (UTC)"Skeeter...You have something I want. I have something you want. I think you and I can help each other out, here." Then I detail my brilliant plan involving matching prom dresses, mistaken identity, and a hacked GPS.
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Date: 2009-05-08 04:26 pm (UTC)I don't think Matt quite understands the concept of Letting People Know What's Going On.
So tired...
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