i was sitting here in the dungeon, minding my own business, when i hear voices from the piles of abandoned office equipment in an alcove around the corner. sure enough, psychoblueeye emerged, muttering to himself and shaking his head. what the hell he was doing among all the rotting cabinets and broken chairs, i'll never know. but it would be a great place to stash a body...
i called upon my powers of zen, scooted into my desk as far as possible and froze.
that was a close one.
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Seriously, you give me the word, and Steve will be at your doorstep the next day… well, maybe not because it’s the weekend, but any day M-F, and he’ll make the trip. Never hurts to have a little ninja in your pocket, you know?
i just might take you up on that one of these days. i don't know how it is that i attract all the crazies.
you think he can teach me some cool ninja tricks?
Steve is one of the best around. He’ll teach you how to take care of yourself.
very good, because i think my stare-down technique is losing effectiveness.
cadiz, you should totaly one day say hello to him, maybe he just, i bet he thinks you got bodies under your desk too---
be NICE! smile and say hi!
will do, ale honey.
but if i get chopped up into little bits, can you please put me back together so i will look semi-decent for the wake?
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