16!
Ahhh, sweet sixteen. The numerical personification of sweetness, innocence, beauty, vivacity, joie de vivre, fun.
In fact the perfect description of all the wonderful ladies we have here at MR, no?
Well, let me ask you, when you are completely unable to see what 16 is up to, have you seen what 16 is up to? I thought not.
Let me introduce you to this little device, the ME Unseeing Surveillance System, that I fell of the back of an unspecified transportation device driven by an unspecified, though slightly hairy, lifeform. This magical device lets you see something, or someone, without actually seeing it. Based on something to do with quantum heisenberg wibbling, or thereabouts.
Now, before we turn this on, let just prime you with one word. Mischievious.
<WhhrrTHunClunkPing. Ding. Snap. HSSsssss......>
We see 16 sitting in a small cafe, with a very European feel and ambience, enjoying a chilled latte while reading. Sitting on a table a little bit away are a small group of people that appear to have caught the friend's eyes. Making sure no-one is looking or can see, 16 flicks a balled up piece of paper straight at the back of the neck of one of the people. With a very impressive accuracy. The target slaps their neck, just as if they had been bitten by a small insect. Intermitently, 16 carries on flicking little pieces of stinging paper at the unsuspecting customer over the next five or ten minutes.
Then 16 heads over to the barista for a refill. On the way back, she stopped by the table to chat with the unfortunate customer. Indicating that she has seen that he is being annoyed by little gnats, she offers to spray him with a little repellant that she has in a small hand-sized atomizer. The customer gladly accepts.
Some ten minutes later, when the customer is leaving, he stops by 16 and thanks it for the spray, offers 16 a coffee and leaves his number.
<Kerplunk. Whizzz.. ssssssssSSSSSHHHH.>
See, what I mean. So 16 is rather nice, but perhaps a little bit more wordly wise than we might think. So perhaps not the personification of all our charming ladies. Well, apart from one who, for reasons of modesty, we shall refer to as Miss Chievious Knight (an up and coming starlet....).
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