Second Storm
Argus: What did you have for breakfast, Lance.
Lance: I had a breakfast of Mariquana and "Four X" a piss cheap beer popular in queensland. What's that you're looking at on the internet.
Argus: Oh, its an internet dating service. I'm hoping to increase my chances in the romantic realm by having an old gander at what's available in the technosphere.
Lance: Oh that's sissy stuff.
Argus: Say what you like man, but I got lunch with a blonde buety. As a matter of fact I should probably get into the shower so that I can be properly scented on our encounter. Ta Ta.
Lance: Good ridance argus.
Sound of getting up from computer desk and closing a door to go to another room.
Lance: Internet dating that's ridiculous. Argus is sooo lame.
Sound of typing
Lance: Jeese, how tacky. Argus's interests include long walks in desolate industrial wastelands and sharing a fifth of whisky or a nice bottle of mudori rum out of the bottle.
More typing
Lance: Wait a minute, doth mine eyes decieve me or is that not the girl I fell in love with in Mrs. Sakahara's class in Second Grade. Sally Blue.
A suble flashback song begins.
Lance: Yes, it was second grade. I had a catalogue of lego products that we both peered into. Our classroom was divided into pairs of desks. I can almost see her there next to me now in the electronic representation of her face before me.
Sally Blue: I have that Lego gas station. I used to peer into it and imagine the combustable fumes spilling into flames. The little melted lego carcuses might make a nice necklace.
Flashback music comes to an end
Lance: Gee wiz, maybe I ought to get all up in all this internet dating shite.
Sound of typing as Lance speaks
Lance: Dearest Sally Blue, I have waited this moment all my life. I have always wondered what became of you. You simply must accompany me on some kind of casual excursion. By the way, this is Lance from Mrs. Sakahara's class. The lego guy. Anyhow, I shall love thee till the day I die weather or not you accept my invitation to date.
Lance: I had a breakfast of Mariquana and "Four X" a piss cheap beer popular in queensland. What's that you're looking at on the internet.
Argus: Oh, its an internet dating service. I'm hoping to increase my chances in the romantic realm by having an old gander at what's available in the technosphere.
Lance: Oh that's sissy stuff.
Argus: Say what you like man, but I got lunch with a blonde buety. As a matter of fact I should probably get into the shower so that I can be properly scented on our encounter. Ta Ta.
Lance: Good ridance argus.
Sound of getting up from computer desk and closing a door to go to another room.
Lance: Internet dating that's ridiculous. Argus is sooo lame.
Sound of typing
Lance: Jeese, how tacky. Argus's interests include long walks in desolate industrial wastelands and sharing a fifth of whisky or a nice bottle of mudori rum out of the bottle.
More typing
Lance: Wait a minute, doth mine eyes decieve me or is that not the girl I fell in love with in Mrs. Sakahara's class in Second Grade. Sally Blue.
A suble flashback song begins.
Lance: Yes, it was second grade. I had a catalogue of lego products that we both peered into. Our classroom was divided into pairs of desks. I can almost see her there next to me now in the electronic representation of her face before me.
Sally Blue: I have that Lego gas station. I used to peer into it and imagine the combustable fumes spilling into flames. The little melted lego carcuses might make a nice necklace.
Flashback music comes to an end
Lance: Gee wiz, maybe I ought to get all up in all this internet dating shite.
Sound of typing as Lance speaks
Lance: Dearest Sally Blue, I have waited this moment all my life. I have always wondered what became of you. You simply must accompany me on some kind of casual excursion. By the way, this is Lance from Mrs. Sakahara's class. The lego guy. Anyhow, I shall love thee till the day I die weather or not you accept my invitation to date.
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