Far away, in North America, another helpless victim was falling prety to the Scientist's schemes.
Trisha opened her eyes and blinked. "So.... dude, with the-- ya know and the thing!"
Her boss looked over at her and said, "Huh?"
"The thing that we were talking about! With the wossname? You know?" She waved her hands about and went on for another five mintues, trying to describe something right in front of her, but all that would come out were variations of the word "thing", with lots of "Duuuuuuude!"s interspersed.
The senior editor sighed and lifted a handset. "Someone call Interpol. The Blabber disease has struck again."
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Date: 2003-11-20 03:05 am (UTC)Trisha opened her eyes and blinked. "So.... dude, with the-- ya know and the thing!"
Her boss looked over at her and said, "Huh?"
"The thing that we were talking about! With the wossname? You know?" She waved her hands about and went on for another five mintues, trying to describe something right in front of her, but all that would come out were variations of the word "thing", with lots of "Duuuuuuude!"s interspersed.
The senior editor sighed and lifted a handset. "Someone call Interpol. The Blabber disease has struck again."