Sounds great, let’s head down to Tahiti Night. I’ll by you a Mai Tai or four, and we can compare body art. Later on, if you like, we can slide down to the river for a moonlight float on my specially-made Love Kayak. By the way, did you notice that we both moved to Doperville in the same month? It must be fate.
Well, it seems our hospital has two nurses, a couple of administrators, and no doctors. That sounds like a realistic ratio, but I’m installing my SO as the Chair of the Surgery Dept. And just so plnnr is aware, she’s only actually assisted on mammoplasties, so your secretary might wind up pointing in different directions. But she will be larger, so no biggie, right?
As for me, well I cashed out near the top of the Web Bubble* and we migrated into Doperville, attracted by the incredibly intelligent population and the offshore reefs. I’m semi-retired, but I do a lot of underwater photography on the reef and volunteer on Francesca’s EMS squad. I’m planning a coffee table book, with the release party at either Skerri’s or the bookstore, maybe both.
Rico, next time you need a militia, I’d suggest trying maybe TheLoadedDog and ex-tank. Bears tend to run towards the cute-and-cuddly type. Sure, they look intimidating, but they’re really creampuffs.
*Yes, we did just take a left turn into complete fantasy. why do you ask?
Well, I see that Rue and Tikki are working AT the post office; it looks like they need a letter carrier.
I’ll be the vaguely remote, efficient letter carrier who always gets your mail out by noon. Every now and then, I’ll ask people about some personal matter they don’t remember discussing with me. When I die, my heirs will discover that I have a basement full of pornography, some still in their discreet plain wrappers, clearly addressed to certain members of our community (who were too embarrassed to inquire).
I may hold an ace here. Puppy kicking is definitely a felony offense. Plnnr, about my raise?
<wanders into the TV station>
Yeah, I saw this ad for TV anchor, and I was wondering if it’s still open…Well, I’ve been in several low-budget movies, and had two years of acting class…
I got the job? Oh, thank you, and…What do you mean that we go on the air in two minutes?! I haven’t even…no, wait!
<camera clicks on>
And in today’s top stories…
<music bumper> We interrupt your regularly scheduled program for the following breaking news update. I’m Rico Babalu for KDPE Radio News.
Tonight’s top story…Local TV station hires new news anchor. Anchor is known by the name TheOnlySaneOne.
Local police are checking records for a person of that name in surrounding areas. Name is suspiciously familiar.
Stay tuned for further updates. Now back to our program.
::sigh:: Chief’s on the warpath again, Jester. You’ve got copy to write! I guess I’ll take a rain check on those daquiris. And close your mouth–you might catch a fly, and you’re drooling besides.
Mr. Chance, if you’re going to ask me to break down this front page and move the City Hall financial stuff above the fold, you’ll have some explaining to do to Gorgon. He and anya marie worked damn hard on that photo package about the fluffy puppies down at the animal shelter, and they’ll kill me if I move it off 1A without a good reason!
COMMUNITY ANNOUNCEMENT:
The Doperville Community Theatre will be holding open call auditions for a new Tolkien-based musical:
Fellowship of the Cockrings: the Two Twinkies and the Return of the Queen
Among the roles:
Dildo Baggins
Frodo “the Felcher” Baggins
Ram ‘n’ Gagmee
Legomy Figleaf
Cherry Randyfuck
and others…
Looking for young, doe-eyed males, 18-21, smooth-chested a plus. Vocal range: tenor to contr’alto. Must be comfortable with woodland creatures and full-frontal nudity.
Send 8 x 10 glossy with resume to scott evil, c/o The Teabag Tavern and Showbar, Doperville.
Book, music and lyrics by scott evil
Directed and choreographed by scott evil
Orchestrations by scott evil
Sets, costume and lighting design by Esprix
(Token straight) Rehearsal pianist: Eonwe
Box office management and accounting: matt_mcl
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Originally posted by Mr. Wrong
Sounds great, let’s head down to Tahiti Night. I’ll by you a Mai Tai or four, and we can compare body art. Later on, if you like, we can slide down to the river for a moonlight float on my specially-made Love Kayak. By the way, did you notice that we both moved to Doperville in the same month? It must be fate.
Well I’ll probably need 5 or 6 Mai Tai to get on your Love Kayak. And by the way my roomate loves Kayaks, is there room for three in it? She is off work today.
heads off to Minty Green and bristlesage’s office to file a lawsuit against the town of Dopeville. If plnnr’s secretary can get a boob job with taxpayer money, then every citizen should have their equal opportunity for the same. Women who want boob jobs unite!
I don’t care about plnnr’s devious ways, I am going to get my boob job!
Hey, Jonathan Chance, Jester, Rico and all you media types, can you keep this from leaking? It will be simply awful for my Resource Center. What’ll it take to keep you quiet? We certainly don’t want any religious scandals around here!
Hey, scott evil! Long time no read!
I would be more than willing to host an opening night cast party for your “Fellowship of the Cockrings” cast. I mean, come on. I’m friends with pbrtallboy, for cryin’ out loud.
We’ll have cutsie appetizers (since I can’t spell hors d’oeuvres right now. I had to resort to www.dictionary.com, for crying out loud) and various non-alcoholic drinks. (Anyone who wants to bring something alcoholic must keep it away from scott, since he’s doing a good job so far, and I’m very happy for him.)
Can I get a reduction under this boob job lawsuit? I don’t feel like carrying around this mess any more. (Besides, I want to be able to compete with all the hottie chick dopers that have a great rack.)
A town this big, with all this nightlife and no pizza delivery ?
I’m gonna’ clean up.
BW’s Pizza opening soon! It’s there in thirty minutes or we double your tip!
C’mon and join in the lawsuit, Skerri. [sub]Of course, you pay half the attorney fees.[/sub] Now that I think about it, I don’t need bigger boobs, I need perkier boobs! Perky boobs funded by state money. Oh, how I love Dop…Jesus! I meant Jesus!
I’m one of the folks bringing you all the news, information, scandals, entertainment and sports - LIVE to your living room, day in and day out. When Mayor Cecil speaks, OUR cameras and microphones will be there first, bringing you every word of his important thoughts LIVE!
Using millions of dollars worth of the latest in broadcasting technology, we’ll bring you more shite than you ever thought you could want LIVE into your living rooms. We’ll think it’s so compelling that you can’t turn it off, 'cause it’s LIVE!!
When we realize that the citizens of Dopeville are actually a highly literate and cerebral bunch, we’ll curse the PBS station and mutter about the falling ratings … then we’ll go out and dig up more scandal and almost bare breasts and put on more “reality TV” in an effort to bring in more viewers (we are affiliated with Fox, after all.) But the citizens of Dopeville will continue to baffle us in a distinctly non-mass-media sort of way, by READING BOOKS and actually THINKING (heaven forbid.)
Eventually, we’ll be forced to admit that we really don’t fit in Dopeville and I’ll retire to a small bookstore to greet Dopers with a smile and really good prices.
There’s always room for another open-minded gal. Especially with all this turmoil going on in town. Have you been listening to the radio tonight? It sounds like we might have a riot on our hands! It really makes you think, darlin’. This whole crazy world could go up in flames tomorrow, just like that. I don’t know ‘bout ya’ll, but I don’t wanna spend my last night in Dopeville fightin’ City Hall. Climb on in ladies, let’s us forget the world for a while…
I own an antique store in what used to be a department store back in the '50s. I decorate the walk-in display windows appropriately to each season, and the goods inside are many and varied, but principally from the mid-20th century. An adjacent building, connected directly to the interior of the store with big glass doors, houses a small diner where you can get cold drinks in hot weather, hot drinks in cold weather, a full range of soda fountain treats, hot dogs and sandwiches and a selection of delicious desserts. The diner, of course, has a black and white checkered floor, a Wurlitzer jukebox, and more chrome than it has any right to.
There’s always a plate of free cookies on the store counter, and I’m willing to chat about anything and everything you have the time for.
Gunslinger is the co-proprietor of the Emporium, as we call it, and also works at the Gazette as another photographer. There’s room in this town for two, ain’t there?
Uhhh…errr…ye-yeah. R-r-r-ain check…kay…
<Shaking it off>
Right, well Chief, let me tell you I’ve got a doozy. See, not only was plnnr building a little Boob Shop for his secretaries, but he was getting a little bit of cash on the side. You see, a certain lingerie salesperson with a name that starts with K, ends in S and has a big asterik in the middle made a deal with Mr. plnnr to put a Knyckers lingerie outet annex onto the building! That way, she gets to fleece all the newly-boobed customers who need whole new sets of lingerie, and plnnr gets to skim the profits.
It looks like this time, the “*” stands for “Tomfoolery.” Or something. I’m still working on the lead.
I’m “That Guy.” As in, “there’s that guy again…”
Occasionally I can be seen muttering to myself about my beloved Cardinals (usually “How could LaRussa let Morris bat in the top of the ninth? What an…”) but most of the time I’m the shy and quiet type. If only my fellow residents knew about my BIG SECRET and the effect it will have on this town…
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Did I mention I’m related to Macavity? 
Knocks over Eve’s trashcans, evading the trap and scent-marking nearby
Nyah nyah… Scampers off to hook up with Swampbear
What say we wreak a bit of havoc around the town? 
I can get into basements…