I’m glad you got me the soy sauce, not the soy sause. Sause sucks…
::hands over the $20 I owe::
Damn! My ginger root is spoiled!
:o zzzz…hmm…snork
huh? Wow, I just had the strangest dream. I dreamt I was cutting a rug with kittenlm and she said ‘this isn’t a rug, it’s a carpet’ and then Hal Briston walked in and said ‘gimme that knife’ and I said ‘hey, what’s that over there?’ and pointed over his shoulder and he turned and said ‘what the heck is that?’ and I said ‘I don’t know but it’s definitely not this’ and then I was in the kitchen trying to prepare a turducken, only it was actually a guinea fowl stuffed in a pheasant stuffed in a peacock (a Peapheasowl) and the feathers were tickling me and then I woke up with dead arm and I had an itch on my nose and smacked myself in the face. :smack:
Did I miss anything? 
Just a couple of FBI agents at the door who would like a word with you.
:: more walking away, more innocent whistling ::
It’s OK. They just wanted to know if I’ve ever heard of someone (or something) called The Great Mutato.
<Mutato>
No, no, no… it’s Mutato the Great! I swear… Where’s the director? I can’t work under these conditions! Riiiiiiickyyyyyy!
</Mutato>