spacebar givin a shout out to turtledove.
I thought Kim was a lovely woman too until she
revealed the real reason why she was getting me
drunk on rum. Kim Cattrell is a robot and our new
boss. While she was recharging, i changed her
setting to extra gentle and warm rinse with
Outstanding results turtledove, you'll have to meet
her.
We don't expect any more problems from the
beavers for another 1,200 years, but we are starting
a project of plastic reconstruction on willing
agents that will leave the lucky souls looking and
talking and even smelling just like beavers! Think
you might be interested? We appear to be a little
short on volunteers.
I have been wondering what that one pill did with
just a little too much fear to try it. Good job with
the rat intel and pinkie recovery. Try not to
forget everything you learned while on sabatical.
Those italian men can be a couple of handfuls...
ummm especially if you don't speak italian ;)
I'll be expecting a full report on my desk, as
soon as I can find it. That brings us to your very
important and top secret orders. I, I mean we, seem
to have lost err...misplaced headquarters. That
damned cable guy that only shows up when no one is
home must have left the gate open, and it got out.
Headquarters was last spotted in Gary, Indiana, and
I'm enclosing a time-lapsed picture to aid your
mission. You must not fail us. Our files on all
the king's horses and all the king's men, along with
the entire cryptography team and those two guys who
built your nano-ipod, are at stake. Basically the
safety of the free world and the american way of
life. Good luck, and destroy this message. It must
not get out to our enemies that headquarters may be
out on a highway somewhere chasing cars.
spacebar out.
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turtledove with a yodel to spacebar.
Well done on the Kim intel. With her under your
control, (as I'm assuming no one else knows of her
robotness), we can take over headquarters! You know as
well as I the ineptitude of management. With your
brain and my brawn, we could be unstoppable. Now is
the time for action. The rats will back us. We've
become quite close.
I have a lock on the present location of headquarters.
This information will be vital to our takeover. I
tracked it going east from Gary, Indiana. I believe it
was headed for water. It got caught up in the dance
scene in this place known as Manhattan. It has been
mistaken for a tourist attraction and central building
acting as the fork of two main streets in this jungle.
Fortunate for us, the real building was scheduled for
a tune up, and our headquarters is being given this
attention instead. It is tied down by scaffolding, and
will sit until the opportune moment for retrieval. No
one else knows of this mistake. I believe the real
building skipped town a few months ago for Canada.
So, I have headquarters located. You have the boss
under your thumb. The power of the pinkies is at our
disposal. We need a plan for takeover, spacebar. And
we need it now.
Until I hear from you, I plan to track down that
notorious agent here. We'll have a conversation and
based on my interpretation of her character I will
decide whether to blow her out of the water or join
forces. I'll let you know of my findings.
turtledove out.