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ihateplumbers) wrote2010-01-22 06:55 pm
ihateplumbers) wrote2010-01-22 06:55 pm
Bowser 09
Kamek showed up a couple of days ago, blathering on about something, I don't know what.
So I decided to come back, if he was going to be flying around the castle sticking his nose into things, to get away from him.
And anyway, the potion regrew all of my hair
General Guy, Kamek tells me he left you in charge of my children while he was gone? He should know better than to fob off his duties onto other minions I've given jobs to. But I trust they didn't do anything too terrible to you in the meantime?
Lemmy, Iggy, Wendy, were you... manageable for General Guy?
I didn't bring back any gifts this time, so don't even bother asking for one. You can have $100 each and buy your own present. And this offer's only good for my own kids, any other students try asking for a hundred bucks and they're liable to get punted down the hallway.
And since it seems that both the old English teacher, and now the Creative Writing teacher are gone, my next class will be on the delicate sensibilities of and courtly art of poetry. I used to teach the English classes at this dump, I can at least pick up the slack that the other faculty can't manage.
::The 'no gifts' line is a slight lie. There is one present. It is a bottle of calamine lotion. Made out of asbestos. Shaped like a bee. Delivered to Captain Stick-Up-His-Ass::
So I decided to come back, if he was going to be flying around the castle sticking his nose into things, to get away from him.
General Guy, Kamek tells me he left you in charge of my children while he was gone? He should know better than to fob off his duties onto other minions I've given jobs to. But I trust they didn't do anything too terrible to you in the meantime?
Lemmy, Iggy, Wendy, were you... manageable for General Guy?
I didn't bring back any gifts this time, so don't even bother asking for one. You can have $100 each and buy your own present. And this offer's only good for my own kids, any other students try asking for a hundred bucks and they're liable to get punted down the hallway.
And since it seems that both the old English teacher, and now the Creative Writing teacher are gone, my next class will be on the delicate sensibilities of and courtly art of poetry. I used to teach the English classes at this dump, I can at least pick up the slack that the other faculty can't manage.
::The 'no gifts' line is a slight lie. There is one present. It is a bottle of calamine lotion. Made out of asbestos. Shaped like a bee. Delivered to Captain Stick-Up-His-Ass::
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IT'S SMOKING BUT IT WON'T CATCH ON FIRE]
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VERY ADULT OF YOU!
::Bowser picks it up and, as he's like fireproof as long as it isn't a bomb or a fire-flower, he pats the flames out::
::He disappears::
::He reappears in Falcon's office::
::He puts it down on Falcon's desk, dead center::
::He disappears again::
::And is now back in his office, yelling at some lameass goomba to sweep up the broken glass::
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This is war.
Expect the bottle when you least expect it.]
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You'll keep it forever.::