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[Somebody might notice a bright red three-legged alien creature running around in a panic, tossing jars every which way as he flails his arms. But hey, maybe that sort of thing is normal here. He slows down after a couple of seconds as it dawns on him that he isn't where he once was.]
Wait a sec. Now where on Funkotron is this? It ain't no Funk Zone, and it ain't Trixie's pad. Yo Earl! Earl! You here? Remember when I told you about them funny Earthlings with the store? No? Not here, Earl? Ah well.
It's been fun, funky Earthling twins, but I really gotta skidaddle. Jar up some of the Earthlings that are running around kicking people in the shin, and throwin' tomatoes, and shootin' spitballs, and old ladies with their armies of poodles. Poodles ain't nice dogs.
...Then again, nobody's gonna mind if I ain't there for a bit. Give my knee caps some rest, y'know. They won't mind that.
[[ooc: At work. Tags may be erratic. Sporadic is what I meant. Home now!]]
Wait a sec. Now where on Funkotron is this? It ain't no Funk Zone, and it ain't Trixie's pad. Yo Earl! Earl! You here? Remember when I told you about them funny Earthlings with the store? No? Not here, Earl? Ah well.
It's been fun, funky Earthling twins, but I really gotta skidaddle. Jar up some of the Earthlings that are running around kicking people in the shin, and throwin' tomatoes, and shootin' spitballs, and old ladies with their armies of poodles. Poodles ain't nice dogs.
...Then again, nobody's gonna mind if I ain't there for a bit. Give my knee caps some rest, y'know. They won't mind that.
[[ooc: At work. Tags may be erratic. Sporadic is what I meant. Home now!]]