I'm only through book eight. I didn't even get a chance to become disillusioned.
FILLMORE! Why did I get a bill from the art lab for 10 plastic chairs, 8 wooden easels, a velvet couche, AND A SPEAR?!
(chuckles nervously) They don't make 'em like they used to?
(chuckles sarcastically) Cut the chuckles!
TTrace
Daylight kills vamps, and that's with the ozone layer. I mean, a vampire astronaut in space? Hello? What about the sun?
Trace and TQ working in tandem tried to trash Torrie and Terri's attempts to take the trophy together.
Fillmore! Why did I receive a bill for 68 trashed monster novels and a zombie standee?!
Relax, Vallejo. Mimey here has offered to put on a show, and donate the proceeds to pay for the damages.
(over walkie) Fillmore, I need help. I'm tracking a perp on foot. He's stolen a ten foot ladder, and he's heading for the ceramics club.
(looking terrified) Ceramics club? Ten foot ladder?!
(to Ingrid) On my way. (to Vallejo) Sorry, bro, duty calls.
(still looking terrified, with the mime mimicking him) Wait, uh, Fillmore... Maybe we should...
You know, Vallejo, you worry too much. When I get back, I got a tea that just might fix that. (Runs off)
(with the mime STILL mimicking him) FILLMORE! (Vallejo stares off into space, while the mime continues acting) Stop that. (The mime pauses, then stands upright)
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