"Breaker 19, Breaker 19, this is Sugar Cube, we've got a domestic disturbance in front of the auditorium, over."
"Sugar Cube, this is Salt Block, do you need back up, over?"
"Salt Block, we have two males approximately 15 years of age apparently quarrelling over whether twinkies are more delicious than the blood of the innocent. They have crowbars, I'm going in, over."
"Sugar Cube, I'm calling in the Tazer-Guard, OVER."
"Salt Block, I'm gonna have to use my broadsword to control the situation OVER!"
"Sugar Cube, I need you to abort the mission, I repeat, ABORT OVER."
"Salt Block, I'm currently engaged in a firefight with malatov cocktails and a whole lotta hand grenades, I'm sending in the assassin kangaroos, OVER!"
"ABORT Sugar Cube, ABORT!"
"Breaking the line... can't take... kamikaze chimapanzees.... need.... more... VODKA!!!"
"WE HAVE NO LIQUOR!!! ONLY FRUIT PUNCH, OVER!"
"THE LIBERTARIANS ARE EVERYWHE-" *crash* *pop* *BANG* *BANG*
"Sugar Cube? Sugar Cube! NOOOOO"
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Heh, I got bored yesterday. Really, really bored. So that's one of the five "pieces" I wrote on a whim. It was kinda fun.
Anyway, election didn't turn out "as planned." There were no epic cataclysms, Ragnarok did not occur, nor did I transcend my physical form to the blissful angelic state that awaits my wayward soul. But Shannondale did get a Badnarik vote, so it's all good baby! I was depressed this morning, but Cardboard proved a wonderful cure to what ailed me, so I'm in good spirits. Tomorrow, and most of the rest of the semester, looks pretty bleak. English, Calculus, Economics, and Band all involve more work and/or boredom than I'd prefer in an average day. It's especially bad since I'm mostly decided on what I'll do in and after college, so I've little incentive to work now. Go figure.
Other than that, not much else is new. My mother said one of the most painful things to me after reading my letters (I may post another sometime) from yesterday: "Forget Math, you should be a writer." Some people have so much nerve...
Finally, I bought a pirate game at Gameboard today! (We went to the mall to perform that dreaded ritual of futility, clothes shopping. But no pants would fit me at JCPenny, so I get to go pantsless! Or I'll have to borrow some of yours. Hey, we teenage boys want in people's pants for a good reason!) Anyway, it's a neat little game. Hopefully I can set it up in Cardboard next time. Hope to see you all there!
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