You SUCK.
Do you know where that stupid thing spit me out? Out of all of the places it could have dropped me -- Munchkinland, Albuquerque, Jude Law's lap -- it threw me out in 1985.
I really, really hate you right now. People were watching Dallas and listening to David Lee Roth and scrunching their socks. I have nightmares that start like that
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*is running around like a chicken sans head*
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"So that's that it does. Maybe the flamethrower won't be necessary, then."
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She quickly makes a note in a small pad she pulls from her purse.
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"But. Um. I'm so glad you made it back."
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{pulls out wallet and heads for locker 327}
{yells down hallway}
Rosenberg? Rosenberg! Can you tell me who won the Victorian Football League Premiership in 1985? ROSENBERG!!!!
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She's interrupted as the door to locker 327 bursts open and a plume of flames shoots out across the hall, then shrinks back into the locker as the backdraft slams the door shut in its wake. "See what I mean?"
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Never mind, Rosenberg! It's too late!
{looks at you}
Are those leg-warmers you're wearing?
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