It was hot, and Glinda had gotten a sunburn from last week's tanning. So this week the office stayed as it was built, and the Margarator had made a triumphant return.

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On the door, there was a handwritten sign:
Teachers: step in for a free gift.

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It was hot and mostly sunny out, and Glinda really wasn't interested in spending the day in her office getting hotter by the minute.

So, she magicked up a beach chair and her favorite bikini, a pitcher of hard lemonade, and a wee little pool for Bob. That done, she magicked away the windows, and made herself comfortable in the giant puddle of sun ( Read more... )

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Glinda had found and bought a Margarator for herself. Someone, however, had lugged it up to her office.

So now she was making strawberry margaritas. And drunkenly humming "Margaritaville" while doing so ( Read more... )