Sbemailiarized EP!

[good_or_awesome]

o/` Hello, email, my old friend
Strong Bad's checkin' you again... o/`

]strongbad_email.exe
Dear Strong Bad,
Why come you and The Cheat never go in Milliways anymore? Are you too famous, or just too busy?
Mournfully munful,
Austin
Chambersburg, PA

Make up your mournful mind, mister! Are you in Austin, Tejas, or this Chambersburg place

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[the_h_star_r]

"Wait, did I just watch a Strong Bad email or not?" a confused Homestar asks.

[good_or_awesome]

"All I can say for sure is that we didn't just watch a Hremail." Strong Bad returns his attention to spackling the fourth wall.

[the_h_star_r]

"I didn't think so. Arturo's not around."

Look left. Look right.

"So does that mean we're having a party?"

[ilko_skevuld]

"That's sure what I heard him say. BIG AMERICAN PARTY!"

[aeons_crackshot]

Annabelle would appreciate a meeting with Michael and Jennifer, as she hasn't seen them in ages.

At the moment, she's sipping coffee in an out of the way booth as she considers a crossword puzzle. (Bar seems to feel that she should improve her non-profane vocabulary.)

[md_donighal]

As continuity would have it, a man in a gray suit approaches from one direction, and a girl in casual clothes bodyslides in from another.

[aeons_crackshot]

"Hello Michael, Jennifer! I haven't seen either of you in ages, how have you been?"

[slidingjennifer]

"Oh, pretty much the same. Sometimes the time gets away from us."

"And sometimes," Michael chimes in, "it's space getting other people away from us. Speaking of, have you spoken to Gordon and Alyx about their adventures?"

"Is it safe to talk to Alyx about hers?" Jennifer asks. "Michael told me what Gordon told him, and, well... I remember right after Hiram got killed, I wasn't fit company for man, beast nor neocon."