E-mails to Kitty, Terry

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To: {beautiful}
From: {lucky}
Subject: Movie this weekend?

So we have Sky High, Must Love Dogs, the Island, Wedding Crashers, and--ooh, hey, wanna go see March of the Penguins?  I hear it's funny.  I could possibly also be convinced to add dinner and maybe even dancing to the schedule of whatever evening's convenient, because, y'know, you're pretty good at convincing me about stuff.  How busy are you? :)



To: {good Catholic girl}
From: {wholesome all-American farmboy}
Subject: Obviously research must be done.

I think we should catch Dukes of Hazzard at some point.  Because, clearly, as good law-abiding citizens and responsible drivers, it behooves us to find out the precise limits of what can be done in a classic car on rural county roads.  I mean, who knows?  We might run into some sort of wild automobile hooligans while we are scrupulously obeying the rules of the road, and if we do ever see reprobates like that it would be our duty and our privilege to be able to give a detailed report to the proper authorities.

I'm not painting the Shelby orange, though.

Comments

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To: [gets lucky]
From: [equally lucky]
Subject: I'm in favor

And also very agreeable. What say you pick the movie and I pick the restaraunt and/or dance floor...

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To: {how lucky are we talking?}
From: {willing to concede equal luckiness}
Subject: Woohoo!

That sounds decidedly planlike. Go us!

And hmm. I'm thinking the Island, actually. In the mood for some explosioney sci-fi. And hey, it's Michael Bay, we can have fun dissecting the staggering giant plot holes!

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To: [pretty darn lucky]
From: [has concessions made to her]
Subject: -grin-

We are strong in the plans. Or something.

Am always up for explosions and bad plot dissection. How do you feel about mediteranean? I want hummus.

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To: {not, however, a concession stand}
From: {definitely feeling lucky}
Subject: Y'know, we kinda need to pick a night to do this.

Ah, but did many Bothans die to bring us this plan? That's the question.

And that's the first time, I think, that I've seen anybody say they want hummus. Isn't hummus, like, pea dip, or something like that? We can do Mediterranean. I dunno if I'll try the hummus though. :)

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To: [doesn't get told the odds]
From: [doesn't wear cinnamon buns]
Subject: I'm ok with either tomorrow or Sunday

See, and here I thought the question had to do with outrageous fortune and seas of troubles. Either way, the answer is forty-two.

Huumus is a) chickpea dip and b) filled with tasty. And you can't just not try it. You don't have to like it, but try it before you decide. And one of these days I will find myself a dancing girl costume and prove that I can rotate my hips entirely seprately from the rest of my body. Also known as belly dancing. It's a lot harder than it looks, but not nearly as interesting as ballet.

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To: {would not just as soon kiss a Wookiee}
From: {does not have a bad feeling about this}
Subject: How about tomorrow then?

Well, of course the answer is forty-two. Where would we be if it wasn't?

Pea dip, yeah, like I said. ;) And fine, fine, I'll try it. . . . And belly dancing sounds plenty interesting to me and I am entirely in support of this idea. Very much. Yes. I bet there are stores around here that sell the costumes.

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To: [isn't all that scruffy looking]
From: [hasn't even got a brother]
Subject: Sounds good to me

We'd be in some crazy, mixed up universe, that's where we'd be.

Chickpeas are entirely different from peas. So there. :p And why do I have this suspicion that, really, you just want to see me where see-through pants and shake my hips at you? Not that that's really such a bad thing to want...

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To: {unfortunately does not wear a bronze bikini}
From: {has much better-behaved vehicle than the Falcon}
Subject: We are getting this date planning thing down to a science.

Clearly. And we don't want to be there.

I would be lying if I said the see-through pants issue hadn't occurred to me. And I bet you meant it to, so you have only yourself to blame.

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To: [but can you blast TIE fighters out of the air?]
From: [looks all olive-skinned in metalic colors]
Subject: And sciences are one of thoes things I'm good at. So yeah!

Not in the least. It would be all strange and possibly unpleasant.

I'm not sure I approve of this whole 'blaming me for things which may or may not be my fault'. Actually, I'm pretty sure I don't approve. No blaming me, or I shall pout.

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To: {Baseball and Apple Pie}
From: {Shining Irish Gal}
Subject: Research is the responsible thing to do

Sorry for the delayed response, I've had a busy day. I think it is absolutely our duty to learn about the ways of ne'er do wells and miscreants.

What about giving her a racing stripe?