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If I should suddenly start to sing, or stand on my head or anything
don't think that I've lost my senses
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Date:
2008-07-13 03:05 pm (UTC)
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nomorekaraoke
"Right." Duh. Why didn't he think of that?
Lorne immediately writes a mental note to himself. It goes a little something like this:
Dear self,
Please keep your noggin squarely on top of your shoulder-padded shoulders, okay? Thanks. Buh-bye now.
Yours truly,
Me
Yes. He might've known. "I see. Well, I--" Ahem. "I won't hog any more of your time, ladies. You've been a grand help. How much do I owe you?"
He hates talking about money - it's so...distasteful.
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Date: 2008-07-13 03:05 pm (UTC)Lorne immediately writes a mental note to himself. It goes a little something like this:
Dear self,
Please keep your noggin squarely on top of your shoulder-padded shoulders, okay? Thanks. Buh-bye now.
Yours truly,
Me
Yes. He might've known. "I see. Well, I--" Ahem. "I won't hog any more of your time, ladies. You've been a grand help. How much do I owe you?"
He hates talking about money - it's so...distasteful.