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Well, they finally got Nate to eat an espresso bean. How? They hid it in his lunch burrito. He never knew.
“I want to marry a pirate.” – Casey
“I thought you were going to marry a mail-order groom from Hawaii?” – Christy
“Yeah, but he didn’t come.” – Casey
“Ah.” – Christy
“Anyway, there’s a shortage of pirates. That’s why I’m going to convert.” – Casey
“Convert to what?” – Christy
“Piracy. I can shoot a gun!” – Casey
“But wait, I thought you were going to marry a minotaur…” – Christy
“No, no, that’s a cover-up.” – Casey
“Davy, come over here and kill me, would you?” – Mom
“Okay. A little matricide won’t hurt anything.” – Davy, ambling over
“For that, I will allow you to sniff the mystic purple hyacinth. Abbi brought it for me.” – Christy to Nick
“I’m not dying. I’m just choking.” – Mom
“Hey Christy, Pericles was a hunk, right?” – Davy
“You can’t even apply the term ‘hunk’ to Pericles. That’s just wrong.” – Christy
“But by all that we know of him, was he a hunk? Did he perform hunkly deeds?” – Davy
“So if the camera is Bucephalous, then Mom is Alexandra the Great?” – Christy
“Right!” – Davy
“You are right, but I don’t like you much for it.” – Davy to Mom
“Does anybody have lighter fluid on them?” – Casey
“That’s it! I’m moving to Sparta!” – David
“Is the weather pretty good there?” – Grace
“What am I doing? I’m taking goo off of stuff.” – Casey, in answer to Mom
“Well, we could snuggle.” – Davy to Casey (don’t worry, it make sense in context. “Snuggle” is an InDesign term).
“Oh, isn’t he cute, making the Nile River in the warehouse.” – Casey, with gentle sarcasm, watching Sam splash the contents of his water bowl all over the floor.
“I have a weapon and a defensible position. You just try it!” – Davy to Nate
“Boys, not in the office!” – Casey
“I want to marry a pirate.” – Casey
“I thought you were going to marry a mail-order groom from Hawaii?” – Christy
“Yeah, but he didn’t come.” – Casey
“Ah.” – Christy
“Anyway, there’s a shortage of pirates. That’s why I’m going to convert.” – Casey
“Convert to what?” – Christy
“Piracy. I can shoot a gun!” – Casey
“But wait, I thought you were going to marry a minotaur…” – Christy
“No, no, that’s a cover-up.” – Casey
“Davy, come over here and kill me, would you?” – Mom
“Okay. A little matricide won’t hurt anything.” – Davy, ambling over
“For that, I will allow you to sniff the mystic purple hyacinth. Abbi brought it for me.” – Christy to Nick
“I’m not dying. I’m just choking.” – Mom
“Hey Christy, Pericles was a hunk, right?” – Davy
“You can’t even apply the term ‘hunk’ to Pericles. That’s just wrong.” – Christy
“But by all that we know of him, was he a hunk? Did he perform hunkly deeds?” – Davy
“So if the camera is Bucephalous, then Mom is Alexandra the Great?” – Christy
“Right!” – Davy
“You are right, but I don’t like you much for it.” – Davy to Mom
“Does anybody have lighter fluid on them?” – Casey
“That’s it! I’m moving to Sparta!” – David
“Is the weather pretty good there?” – Grace
“What am I doing? I’m taking goo off of stuff.” – Casey, in answer to Mom
“Well, we could snuggle.” – Davy to Casey (don’t worry, it make sense in context. “Snuggle” is an InDesign term).
“Oh, isn’t he cute, making the Nile River in the warehouse.” – Casey, with gentle sarcasm, watching Sam splash the contents of his water bowl all over the floor.
“I have a weapon and a defensible position. You just try it!” – Davy to Nate
“Boys, not in the office!” – Casey
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So I gather that y'all are slowly segueing (sp?) from Egypt to Greece?
Well... we're in Mesopotamia right now, and will be until we hit Ancient India/China/Americas... but yeah, to the extent that general office chatter has anything to do with it, we're mostly Greeks. :-)
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