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Very funny, City. Really, very funny. You've outdone yourself. I don't know how you do it. But you just keep on being amazing. Or maybe I should be congratulating the deities. But whoever did it, you deserve a medal or a raise or whatever the hell they give you around here for a prize. It's not like I haven't heard that one a hundred times before. I went to grade school too, you know. Benjamin Franklin. Har dee har har. He was an American hero--founder of the post office, inventor of the pot-bellied stove, and a hit with the ladies. I hope I follow admirably in his footsteps.
Now if only I could get a few portraits of myself all dressed up like that--preferably printed in green, on wallet-sized pieces of paper. That would be excellent. Anyone care to show me a picture of what I looked like this weekend? The suit wasn't so bad, but I could have done without the bald head. It's getting too cool for that. All of Ben's hair migrated down around his ears, left he top one big, shiny plateau.
Someone's got to have a little green picture of me.
Maybe it wouldn't do any good around here, though. The money around here looks like it ought to be made out of chocolate. Has anyone tried unwrapping a few of those things? I've never had one melt in my pocket before, but there's a first time for everything. Maybe we're sitting on a fortune in chocolate. Maybe the City is the next Hershey, Pennsylvania.
At least my hair's back where it's supposed to be.
I need a drink. Anyone else? I'm not buying, but I might like the company.
Oh yeah, and rounds. I'll get to that too. It's always busier after a curse.
[ooc: Apologies for my massive fail with Hawkeye here ;; He was cursed with a lovely bout of name meaning curse this weekend. And since his real name is Benjamin Franklin Pierce, well, guess what he looked like all weekend >:3]
Now if only I could get a few portraits of myself all dressed up like that--preferably printed in green, on wallet-sized pieces of paper. That would be excellent. Anyone care to show me a picture of what I looked like this weekend? The suit wasn't so bad, but I could have done without the bald head. It's getting too cool for that. All of Ben's hair migrated down around his ears, left he top one big, shiny plateau.
Someone's got to have a little green picture of me.
Maybe it wouldn't do any good around here, though. The money around here looks like it ought to be made out of chocolate. Has anyone tried unwrapping a few of those things? I've never had one melt in my pocket before, but there's a first time for everything. Maybe we're sitting on a fortune in chocolate. Maybe the City is the next Hershey, Pennsylvania.
At least my hair's back where it's supposed to be.
I need a drink. Anyone else? I'm not buying, but I might like the company.
Oh yeah, and rounds. I'll get to that too. It's always busier after a curse.
[ooc: Apologies for my massive fail with Hawkeye here ;; He was cursed with a lovely bout of name meaning curse this weekend. And since his real name is Benjamin Franklin Pierce, well, guess what he looked like all weekend >:3]