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To: Parker
From: Xander
Date: Wednesday, October 17th
>Half relieved not to be there, half very very very ... concerned for you. And Bridge. And the others. Gah.
On the other hand, you're missing possessed board-games with funny monkeys. And, okay, man-eating spiders, but what's a little man-eating between friends, right?
Go ahead. Take it. That was me handing you the straight-line on a plate.
>*mutters to self in Chinese and wishes for you to be unemployed in secondary job*
How about underemployed? I'd settle for that. Keep the Slayer, lose the vampires. She could save the world from dust bunnies, mimes, and bad cheese. Oh, or we could just hire her out to protect all the other kids from the Invasion of the Parents this weekend, poor bastards.
No, I'm not sure if I mean the kids or the families. Better them than me, is all I'm saying. Thank God all I have to worry about is the evil undead.
And the bad cheese.
~Xander
From: Xander
Date: Wednesday, October 17th
>Half relieved not to be there, half very very very ... concerned for you. And Bridge. And the others. Gah.
On the other hand, you're missing possessed board-games with funny monkeys. And, okay, man-eating spiders, but what's a little man-eating between friends, right?
Go ahead. Take it. That was me handing you the straight-line on a plate.
>*mutters to self in Chinese and wishes for you to be unemployed in secondary job*
How about underemployed? I'd settle for that. Keep the Slayer, lose the vampires. She could save the world from dust bunnies, mimes, and bad cheese. Oh, or we could just hire her out to protect all the other kids from the Invasion of the Parents this weekend, poor bastards.
No, I'm not sure if I mean the kids or the families. Better them than me, is all I'm saying. Thank God all I have to worry about is the evil undead.
And the bad cheese.
~Xander