I love this guy!!

I love this guy!

Was internet banter ever more fun? Scott truly is a kindred spirit. Every message from him is like a gift from the comedy heavens.


Suzy:
Was the handoff successful? Is the CD now in your possession? This line may be tapped, so if you got it simply write "I ate a whole package of Oreos and now I'm going to be sick but I regret nothing." So how was your weekend? Mine was a crazy blur of relatives, way too much driving, and a smattering of food and friends here an there. Its good to be back in Vegas where things make sense.

Scott:
Gah! I missed Maude! By the time I arrived on the scene, you had long moved onto more interesting social arrangements. However.... *ahem* I ate the whole package of Oreos, and now I'm going to be sick but I regret nothing." *at this point, dudicus tells maude to meet him at the old park bench located near the 3rd set of swing sets at noon on the following day. He has a message for her, but cannot risk being compromised* -next day- (writing a thriller-suspense story in a PM is hard). *dudicus is sitting at the bench at the prescribed time. He wears dark sunglasses, and fashionable tartan pullover that screams "look at me" but does not demand attention. In his right hand he holds a half eaten McRib sandwhich and in his left hand he holds a copy of the latest news*. As soon as Maude is close enough, he speaks... I have the CD. I don't dare say more, but I will comfirm that the CD is loaded with what our top scientists are calling "pure liquid awesomeness". *dudicus rises, and in a flash, disappears. Later, Maude notices that he didn't actually disappear, but rather has run over and is playing on the swings. Alright, I'm not sure that worked, but what I mean to say is that the CD is more than awesome. You even personalized the songs with crazy writing!! And you volunteer at the natural history museum! All so very awesome. Anyway, this was a bad weekend. Not horrible, but bad. But such is life I suppose. How are things on Stormy Circle? How long were you here in ol' SLC? It all happened so fast! Like a cheeta...um...chasing another....uh....cheeta. Something like that. Shoot. Sorry I missed ya's. Did you have a good time? OOooooo...I still need to send you that picture of that sign. Lets see if I can get that ball rolling. Ha! Good times


Suzy:

*Maude cautiously approaches the swings, glancing from side to side looking for possible spies. Seeing only a senile old woman talking to her embroidered hand bag and a teenage couple making out on the slippery slide, she speaks. "You dropped your McRib." Following these words is a silence, spattered only with the gentle creaking of swingset chains. "Thanks." Is Dudicus's only reply. No other words were needed or spoken, except for the constant rambling from the old lady who was now attempting to gnaw off the lace cuff of her old fashioned dress with her false teeth.* By the way, at the museum, we have two super saturdays coming up. One is Mining day! Its all about ROCKS you can find in the mines of Southern Nevada. We set up troughs of filthy water and let the kiddies pan for "fools gold" or what you geologists refer to as...as...um, pyrate or something like that. We will also teach kids how toothpaste is made. I'm sure I don't need to explain to you what that has to do with geology and mining! Sorry you had a bad weekend! No more bad weekends for you mister. That is an order. I'm glad the handoff was a success and that you are pleased with the CD. What do you think of the wicked red hand with pointing finger on the mailing envelope? So insulting!