And the week just keeps getting better (Bill)

[mikeandbill]

I'm supposed to be in the air right now, but the flight was delayed to the point that I'd miss my connecting flight to Minneapolis. So instead, I get to get out of bed at 3 a.m. tomorrow (which in my world typically still counts as "tonight") to catch a flight that gets me there two hours before my interview is supposed to start

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(Mike)

[mikeandbill]

Cut to Mike, frustrated, banging his head on the keyboard. Collapsing to the floor. The music starts...

Bum...Bum, bum, bum...Bum, bum, bum...Bum, bum, bahhhhhh...Bum...

Mike pounds his fist on the floor. Slowly begins to rise.

Eye of the tiger...

shot of Mike's eyes, pan to see Mike staring at his screen, cut to shot of Mike cracking his knuckles

Rising up to the challenge of our rivals...

Mike typing.

And the last known survivor...

Mike typing faster.

And he's watching us all with the eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyye...

Cut to the eyes as they squint, pan back to the fingers. Mike is typing. Typing like he's never typed before.

of the tiger

Mike raises his hands in triumph. Smoke rises from his fingertips. Several Vikings' cheerleaders come in and smother him with kisses...or, um, his wife does that. That would be fine too.

Re: (Mike)

[fenske_melissa]

Vikings cheerleaders, eh? Your wife will remember that later and you will be "denied."