Sunday, February 1, 2026

"Why you huddle widt my Viktor?"

  Everyone jumped up and stretched and scattered themselves around the room.  "I gotta cawl my Chief Correspondent." 

  Outside, someone choking on a hardboiled egg.  A president giving the heimlich.  "I toll you not to pop those like candy!"  Pissed at more setbacks.  So smacking on back harder than necessary once the slimey egg projectiled out. 

  "Because.
  "Because why?" 
  "Long or short?" 
  "Both.  But quick the Russians are waking up." 
  "We had seventeen frozen urethras. 
  "What's that?" 
  "PENISes!" 
  "Ouch.
  "That means you girls need to stick with those guys." 
  "Yeah, okay but 
  "No buts, no sorries 
  "But these homefield girls think they own their team captains." 
  "Okay, there she is, let me get her." 
  Thank you everyone.  "Is this you?" 
  "It's me." 
  "What is your temperature there?" 
  The little thermometer blew in the wind as a basic fact reading started the work day.


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