NINETY-THREE

[tehpuck]

Holly? Lock the door again. I know you said it was locked (didn't you?) but I don't trust your methods. Seven, you know, is a universally revered number, lock it and unlock it seven times. Just to make sure. It would be ridiculous for someone of my caliber to get stolen from, much less to have a break-in of any sort. Aren't we supposed to have anti

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[bitingnightmare]

Private business? You'd think you were pay-per-view material.

[tehpuck]

I am. But there isn't really a price high enough to warrant the type of entertainment I bring, so, really, what's the point?

[bitingnightmare]

You could dedicate your skills to higher learning.

[tehpuck]

Been there, done that. I'd say something witty about a T-shirt, but at they weren't yet invented in Sappho's time.

[bitingnightmare]

Standards have gone down since then, Robin. Someone should bring them back up to par.

[tehpuck]

You say that as if I care enough about others as a whole to enlighten them. I take such things on a more individual basis, now.

[bitingnightmare]

Now you're just being classist.

[tehpuck]

Classicist, maybe. I prefer appreciated than public schooling. Please bemoan your ignorance in private, though, I prefer my ears intact.

[bitingnightmare]

I don't know what they could listen to considering the rest of the world stands beneath your balls.

[tehpuck]

At least you admit it. I couldn't imagine denial suiting you too well, anyway.

[bitingnightmare]

In one parallel or another.