Okay. Apparently the mailman had never seen "The Puppetmaster" performed before. He ran away, dropping sales flyers down the driveway, before I could even get to the "go crazy" part...
There's nothing that makes one feel more alone than busting "The Puppetmaster" moves solo. Civil servant? FEH. Rude as the day is long. How dare he not participate in your Dance Party Tuesday?
(He better not expect any Christmas Bakshish this year.)
Cake: Prime Minister of the Ministry of Funny Skittishes! Lois: She has the best theme days ever! I go to prepare for Drink Yourself Into A Stupor Wednesday.
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Okay. Apparently the mailman had never seen "The Puppetmaster" performed before. He ran away, dropping sales flyers down the driveway, before I could even get to the "go crazy" part...
Civil servants are skittish that way.
There's nothing that makes one feel more alone than busting "The Puppetmaster" moves solo. Civil servant? FEH. Rude as the day is long. How dare he not participate in your Dance Party Tuesday?
(He better not expect any Christmas Bakshish this year.)
Indeed! He'll be sorry when he's not invited to Drink Yourself Into a Stupor Wednesday.
"Civil servants are skittish that way."
This way too:
::skittishes* away in an entirely different manner::
(*I'm an editor, I'm allowed to make up verbs. My contract says so.)
Cake: Prime Minister of the Ministry of Funny Skittishes!
Lois: She has the best theme days ever! I go to prepare for Drink Yourself Into A Stupor Wednesday.
It's never too early to start....Infrastructure, everyone! Infrastructure!
::drinks skittishly::
::looks at the time and notes it's almost Wednesday::
::starts drinking more seriously...::
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