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Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel
crikey ! that thing is just a tiny bit scary ! who knew the guardian of time was actually a cat, looking far too jaunty to be trustworthy ? |
That jaunty, bow-tied, mustachio-ed, smiling, not-quite-trustworthy individual just sold me a used card (four-door), a half-interest in an uranium mind, essential moving parts of the Crooklyn Bridge, several incriminating negatives (I'm positive of that), and somehow managed to get me drubk, remove my kidneys, and leave me in a wash tub full of ice with a toy phone (duck-)taped to my chest with a note to "don't press the RED button!". I can't even FIND the red button, much less push it.
I can, however, see blue wires, and he left me these neat dykes, so I might as well have a go at 'em. I also have a wire stripper, but I have no money, so I'll have to pass (out).
Note: After I originally read what I wrote above, I noted some shorts in my Pro-Con power supply, and for safety's sake, I am now con-fused.
Second Note: After noticing the similarities in the smelling for sake (as in "for guiness' sake") and sake (as in "warm wine'll ne'er get me dronk"), I am now happily sozzled, and slieghtly addle-pated. I think addle-pated is ig-pay atin-lay, but I'm hardly shore.