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Thursday, October 21, 2004

what's up with little miss sourpuss?

ah, vinnie, nothing in particular, the usu--

not you, mg. sweetie, you are reliably a sourpuss and you know i count on that. i mean miss la-di-da over there has been more like miss la-di-don't.

oh, alana? she has been kind of testy lately.

right? she's always been a little dry, but she was never all like hiss hiss like that. and wasn't she on vacation for, like, ever? you would think she'd be a little more serene. ohmmm?

i saw her get into it with poor old joanne yesterday.

what would make those two fight? they always get along like like two pees in a pond.

er, hm. it sounded like they were fighting over that book.

they were fighting over a book?

yeah, you know, that whole 'what color is my pie?' thing.

oh, that! mg, you know it's called 'slice your time pie...right!' right? and no wonder!

yeah, that kind of shit just brings out the inner third grader in everyone.

well, i don't know about that. but the book makes it so clear, since you mention it. joanne is a typical tangy fruit, and alana is more of a custard. really, it's a wonder they've tolerated each other this long, now that i think about it.

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