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Days of our Squid
Apr. 15th, 2005 05:51 pmToday, one of the squid entered the classroom with a frown on her face and a hot pink cast on her ankle. During meeting, the Squidmistress explained to everyone how she had sprained it when she tripped at the park and she would have to wear the cast for three weeks, and then asked if anyone had any questions.
One hand shot up--the bright and articulate young gentleman who was, as per usual, sitting with his fiancée. "What can we do to make you feel better?" he asked.
The lady stopped pouting as she considered this question. "A kiss," she replied cunningly.
"Er, all right, you can give her a nice kiss on the cheek," the Squidmistress interposed, as the gentleman got up and smooched her prettily. The wounded one beamed triumphantly.
The gentleman returned to his seat and kissed his lady friend, who was as happy and unruffled as always -- evidently they have an open relationship.
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In other news, my mom is in town with me for a week and a half. We are watching the X-Files, or, as she calls it, "Mulder and Scully". She's deep in denial about the existence of seasons eight and nine.
One hand shot up--the bright and articulate young gentleman who was, as per usual, sitting with his fiancée. "What can we do to make you feel better?" he asked.
The lady stopped pouting as she considered this question. "A kiss," she replied cunningly.
"Er, all right, you can give her a nice kiss on the cheek," the Squidmistress interposed, as the gentleman got up and smooched her prettily. The wounded one beamed triumphantly.
The gentleman returned to his seat and kissed his lady friend, who was as happy and unruffled as always -- evidently they have an open relationship.
~~~
In other news, my mom is in town with me for a week and a half. We are watching the X-Files, or, as she calls it, "Mulder and Scully". She's deep in denial about the existence of seasons eight and nine.
