Isolated Blurts - The HT Cafe Way

[bobsgirl]

Indeed we may.

Irony: There is a website to help people afflicted with Internet addiction.

 

[Sarojaede]

Irony: There is a website to help people afflicted with Internet addiction.

I know. That made me laugh.

 

[Sarojaede]

Shoes...I really want a new pair of shoes.

 

[silverwhisper]

on the train this morning were several attractive women wearing skirts, stockings and boots.

i'd like to state for the record that i absolutely love that.

ed

 

[midwestyankee]

Well, that was invigorating! Nothing like the fire department arriving at ye olde offyce building before the coffee is finished brewing to jumpstart your day.

 

[silverwhisper]

did you have the time to grab your coat?

ed

 

[midwestyankee]

did you have the time to grab your coat?

ed

Coat, yes; coffee, no.

It was either a drill or a false alarm. The secretary in the management office was not aware of a drill but that's not conclusive evidence. We were only outside about 10 minutes but it's just barely above freezing here and the coffee would have helped.

 

[Sarojaede]

I feel completely inadequate.

 

[silverwhisper]

yank: ugh...i know the feeling.

SJ: i'm absolutely positive that isn't true. don't make me OED-smack you.

ed

 

[midwestyankee]

yank: ugh...i know the feeling.

SJ: i'm absolutely positive that isn't true. don't make me OED-smack you.

ed

Ooooh, the old fish-swinger is moving up in the world.

 

[Sarojaede]

That's my OED, you trout-smacker you!

Heh...I need a fresh perspective and patience, that's all.

Ohhh...and some of MWY's coffee....well, if it's not cold.

 

[silverwhisper]

[trout-smacks yank]

if it's yours, you can just try to come and get it...

[dangles it just out of SJ's reach]



ed

 

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[EJFan]

what the hell was I thinking...bringing a bag of chips and a container of dip up to my office....like i'd really be able to stop eating them?

maybe this is the logic i should apply to women... instead of dates, i'll just bring them to my office where i'll not be able to... well, you get the idea.

 

[Sarojaede]

[trout-smacks yank]

if it's yours, you can just try to come and get it...

[dangles it just out of SJ's reach]



ed

[taps silver on the shoulder causing him to spin around]

deftly snatches the OED and whallops Silver upside the head sending him careening into the wall]

You forget, in 3-inch heels, I'm mostly likely as tall as you.

[straightens tweed skirt]

[saunters off with a smirk and her OED clasped firmly in her hands]

 

[silverwhisper]

[tickles SJ, causing her to drop the OED]

even in 3 inch heels, you probably aren't as tall as me, SJ, assuming you're of something like average height.

[snatches back OED and OED-smacks her right back]

[drops collected musings of harold bloom on her]

[listens for muffled "ow" and grins impishly]

remember: malevolent pixie. :>

ed

 

[Sarojaede]

Ahhh...there's your mistake...Silver.

I'm not ticklish.

I'm above average height for a woman. I'm just shy of 5'8", so in 3 inch heels, I'm pretty darn close to as tall as you.

[cackles maniacly because Silver doesn't realize he used a fake styrofoam prop of the OED to smack her with]

[clocks him on the head with both volumes of the OED]

Don't make me use the heel of this shoe to hurt you with.

 

[silverwhisper]

well, in that case..

[dodges]

[distracts SJ by asking her to define "equality" and watches SJ's IQ drop by merely asking the question]

[drops full set of unabridged OED on SJ]

[disappears in whiff of smoke and smell of brimstone]



ed

 

[Sarojaede]

Heh...

[points to the chain and shackle, which looks suspiciously like a dented halo, that she slipped around mr. malevolent pixie's ankle]

You aren't going anywhere, mister.

And really, if you are going to do the ole puff of smoke trick at least do the green stuff. It's much more aesthetically pleasing.

 

[silverwhisper]

[gnaws off ankle]

do stop that.

[trout-smack]

ed

 

[Sarojaede]

[hands silver several yards of bandages]

if you are going to gnaw off your ankle, you're on your own

[snaps fingers and vanishes]

 

[silverwhisper]

just as i thought: no stomach for a real fight...

...|\|008!

ed

 

[Sarojaede]

[reappears from no where surrrounded by her minions]

[scratches the green-eyed familiar curled on her shoulder]

"Yes, my lovely, he smells like trout. You may go get him."

[watches in amusement as a sleek cat stalks Silver]

Do I need to release the hell hounds on you too?

 

[silverwhisper]

pfft. minions? strictly bush league, SJ. just pre-emptively, consider yourself pwn3d.

ed