- Counted nice nine cars at the bar
- Mr Fox decided he could live the with ridicule of his friends by not joining the club
- For those not in the know, joining the club is code for running across the road while traffic is coming
- The past week at work has been very, very crappy
- Oh wait, I'm been PMSing very, very badly, it might be my own prejudices speaking
- PL is having the same issue
- Saturday we're having a baby shower for Convert
- Maybe that's why I'm in such a foul mood - still a bad one - but not as bad
- My computer was no longer a brick; but a functional system I need to set up again
- The new computer is a bit faster, so I should be happy
- Yea, yea. New rope; silk rope - it still means the same thing
- I'm fully functional again; guess I should get back to work
- Oh, some of the tools are still slow
- Did I mention, I no longer have to share my desk?
- I need to remember to bring in the foam tape for my other ID reader
- Me: Oh crap! I should have seen that, yes I am a dumbass, nice to meet you. Troll: We've met
- There were two cars on the drive home
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Nice to know that foxes still deserve their reputation for cunning. Hope the PMS goes away soon. There's a lot to be said for getting through menopause.
Go fox, go! Okay... I want to meet the Troll. Just to see if he deserves his reputation.
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