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Lucky escape, rowley. I tend to wear blue, myself, so I'm obviously safe.  Just thought I'd mention that my wonderful husband just came back from work with a bunch of flowers.  How sweet.
*hands B4 a small bottle from her etui* Here you go -- nothing like a bit of Yar Kramer's Continuity Bleach to patch up the odd narrative breach. Thank you for the kind things you've said about the painting. The view is taken from the street about 100 feet west of my front door, and it might well remind you of a farm in Texas because all that yellow is cow pen daisies, as the ranchers call them. They grow even on the hardpan you get in cow pens. Anyway, my painting teacher likes the composition, because even as your eye is drawn to the right by the fence line, it then follows the dykes (the magma formations made visible by river erosion) that take you to the painting's focus, that adobe wall nestled in the trees. She also sees the face of Queen Victoria in the clouds. 
 Thanks, Lil. {tilts it back and drains the bottle}  Oommph! That heally rits the shpot. I godda go look up Yar... I godda go look up Yar... Um... I bedder ~not~ look up Yar; I could get schlapped fer dat...  {puts on his Peril Sensitive Sunglasses and stumbles toward the door} Ya, I godda go find Yar. He shtill owes me a chunka Magicite from a preevus avencher...  B4istepinsomethingotherthanmymouth
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I've missed you, B4  as I'm sure we all have. Welcome, welcome, back home. 
{B4 comes back through the door he just exited, takes a meandering path through the Atelier, narrowly avoiding the furniture and brushing through the branches of the potted plant in the corner. He sputters out a few fronds and raises his head upon hearing his name.} Oh, hi there, mags. Good to shee yoo, too. {Evidently having lost his train of thought, he shambles around in tight circle thrice, starts out on what cannot quite be considered a straight path, then suddenly jinks in the direction of the front door, to disappear once again.}  B4igohome4thedaytoscrubconcreteinournewhome
{Rowly shakes head in amused bewilderment} If you kind people will excuse me I think I should head for home. Suddenly finding oneself in an anomalous continuity is survivable, if, at the point that the two dimensions bifurcate, one remembers not to remain with one foot in each. I think I may have strained a groin muscle, but not to worry, I am sure its nothing that a bit of deep heat and the ministrations of a good masseuse cannot put right. At least I retained the presence of mind to make a wish, just in case. A la perchoine.
Please, please Ag tell us you told that miserable person to stick it. And hard.
What FG said Ag- no amount of suffering justifies that sort of bad manners and my-pain-is-bigger-than-your-pain carp.  B
I hope you told her to go and stick her head up a dead bear's bum, Ag, though I'm sure you'd say it more eloquently.
Wait a moment - B4 *drank* continuity bleach - and survived? I thought it was for external use?  *shakes fist at the self-proclaimed martyr harrassing Ag*
*grabs mufflewhump, which turns into an open flask which smells like lemon juice and vinegar, with some particulate matter on the bottom* Lemme at 'er, Ag--this should go nicely over papercuts 
Ag - Well if she wants to play 'my pain is bigger than your pain' I'm sure there's people out there who have bigger pain than her. Write back with your famous ascarbic wit and tell her to where to go. At the risk of cheapening the conversation Can you tell your US Miltiary operations from brands of cat litter: ? http://mentalfloss.com/quiz/quiz.php?q=818&p=1
Evidently, I can 80% of the time 
I remember Vip feeding me DT, and one of its sister brews. I was a little light-headed afterwards. I don't know if I have a favourite beer, since I generally prefer trying new ones to going with something familiar.
4 out of 10? I'm sorry, but Tiger Clean Sweep...uh, yeah. *snort* I won't spoil it for others.
Fortifying  and  for having to deal with that Ag. Idiot. Them, not you. Obviously.
*calls after B4* A random walk is a mathematical exercise; you're not supposed to actually do one. Military Operation or Cat Litter - 70% correct We use Dry Den horse stall bedding for cat litter. Happy Nerd
That's what we use in the guinea pig cage. I always feel bad throwing it out--what could be better compost material than wood, hay, and herbivore poo? It's too darn heavy wet, though, even if we knew someone with a compost heap (we live in an apartment with no yard).
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