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skoosiepants“But.” Ryan waved the Sidekick. “How does this even work?”
“All the important numbers are on speed dial,” he said, walking backwards towards the waiting Skylark. “Just don’t start pushing random buttons, okay?” There was a gleam in his eyes, though, and Brendon thought pushing random buttons sounded awesome.
They watched him climb into the car, the driver at the wheel suspiciously Patrick-shaped, and then there was an audible pop and the Skylark disappeared.
“Is anyone else worried about the amount of robots in the future?” Brendon asked. Their music, world peace, androids. It was like an iRobot subplot. Or the Terminator. Robots were cool and all, but Brendon didn’t want to be responsible for wiping out the entire human race.
“Seriously, guys,” Brent said, “what’s going on?”
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Date: 2007-03-23 05:19 pm (UTC)Anyway, what that means is... YAY! I was like, "I know someone that's writing about a time traveling Buick Le Sabre." And my friends were like, "Uh, okay. You should stop taking that crack, Terri." Hahaha
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