04-30-2008, 05:29 PM
Since LB and KB are scarce hereabouts now, DM will generously supply an update about our brethren now.
LB has been working his ass off at the new shop. He spent many hours training an assistant only to have to fire her. He seems happy and in fair shape, except from that horrid growth on his left cheek which just seems to get larger and larger with age. I think it even has it's own hair now. PPFY, sharpen the knives. We have to lance that puppy before it grows bigger than his head. LB also looks somewhat comical when emerging from his tiny silver FIT (the official DOOM car now since two of us have one). It's a lot like when a gaggle of clowns get out of a circus VW, only there's only one big clown and it's a FIT.
KB has been working his ass off at the new job. He seems perfectly suited to his new place of employ, complete with benefits and his own office. Looks like he might have arrived at his perfect career. Finally. He's been busy navigating the political landscape of his new position, but invites us all to visit for lunch or something. It would be trippy to return to DM's ol' alma mater now. KB has no unusual growths, but he's developed a strange tic. It's almost like a precursor to a grand mal. In future, DM plans to bring something for KB to bite down on, just in case.
Given LB's and KB's ass-worked-off states, DM thought it prudent to administer some fresh medication. We hope no serious side effects occur.
LB has been working his ass off at the new shop. He spent many hours training an assistant only to have to fire her. He seems happy and in fair shape, except from that horrid growth on his left cheek which just seems to get larger and larger with age. I think it even has it's own hair now. PPFY, sharpen the knives. We have to lance that puppy before it grows bigger than his head. LB also looks somewhat comical when emerging from his tiny silver FIT (the official DOOM car now since two of us have one). It's a lot like when a gaggle of clowns get out of a circus VW, only there's only one big clown and it's a FIT.
KB has been working his ass off at the new job. He seems perfectly suited to his new place of employ, complete with benefits and his own office. Looks like he might have arrived at his perfect career. Finally. He's been busy navigating the political landscape of his new position, but invites us all to visit for lunch or something. It would be trippy to return to DM's ol' alma mater now. KB has no unusual growths, but he's developed a strange tic. It's almost like a precursor to a grand mal. In future, DM plans to bring something for KB to bite down on, just in case.
Given LB's and KB's ass-worked-off states, DM thought it prudent to administer some fresh medication. We hope no serious side effects occur.
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