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**OnlineHost** PECOTA is throttling his bike eastbound on I-70 toward Kansas City. Since its original construction in 1956, this interstate has never seen such speed. |
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**OnlineHost** You have entered the Kansas City Royals Front Office chatroom. |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: I forgot how it goes. Is it "trouble" or "double trouble"? |
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BuddyIcon: What? |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: Well I just mean, does it go "double trouble" or just "trouble"? |
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BuddyIcon: In what context? I don't understand. |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: No context, I just can't remember which it is. |
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BuddyIcon: I...what? I have absolutely no idea of what you're talking about. |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: Ohhhh wait. It's just "trouble". I always seem to forget that.
/sews extra star on general's uniform
29 stars? Jeezy pete! The time has flown! |
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**OnlineHost** PECOTA passes the Lawrence exit sign, which becomes unhinged and rides the thermal of air created in his wake. Heat from the asphalt generated by his tires begins to rise and mix with the cool air above, and behind him a storm brews. |
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BuddyIcon: At which point in your life did you manage to go complete insane? |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: Bicycles.
/spots ant crawling on desk
What's better? Regular...or weirrrrd? |
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BuddyIcon: Regular? |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: /sigh
Yeah, regular's good.
/puts away hammer, gently scoops up ant and sets on windowsill |
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**OnlineHost** State troopers spot PECOTA and flip on their sirens. They give chase, but their red and blue lights are left far in the distance. |
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BuddyIcon: So listen, Dayton. After this season, I'm going to quit. |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: Oh, come on! That's the 2,223,847,668th time you've said that. It's getting old. |
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BuddyIcon: What are you talking about? That's the first time I've said that. |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: I was talking to my heartbeat. Why don't you want to work at my candy store anymore? |
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BuddyIcon: so many reasons |
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**OnlineHost** PECOTA uses the I-435 interchange near Kauffman Stadium to ramp into the sky. |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: Well, how can I get you to stay? Don't think I don't appreciate how much you steal my backpack. |
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BuddyIcon: It's just a frustrating experience, and I've had enough. |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: I can make some killer acquisitions if it means you'll stay, mom. Here, let me read off my shortlist of players I have my eye on. |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: /clears throat
gary gaetti, steve olin, gary gaetti again, frank dipino, gary pettis, the concept of free will, tv's martin sargent, |
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PECOTA: YAAAAAAAAAAAAA
/performs Superman, crashes through front-office window |
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**OnlineHost** Broken glass is everywhere. PECOTA's bike slams into the opposite wall and comes to a violent stop. PECOTA himself slams face-first into a trophy case. |
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BuddyIcon: OH SHIT |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: youtube video of a kid lip-synching to vanessa hudgens, vanessa hudgens, a windmill, todd benzinger, remember to drop off your suit at the dry cleaners, eggs, milk, cheese, bread, ask kyle davies questions about birds, install bonzibuddy onto my computer screen, [drawing of dog driving a tank], a a b b c c d d e e f f |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: oh hey pops |
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PECOTA: iHELLO! |
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**OnlineHost** The trophy case is wrecked. From the top shelf, the 1985 World Series trophy tips precariously, and falls. |
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BuddyIcon: AAAAAHH
/picks up trophy
Look, it's chipped. Damn it, Pecota! We can't fix this! You've ruined it! |
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PECOTA: /staggers to feet
/takes trophy and examines it closely |
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PECOTA: SUPPOSE!
/lifts trophy above head and smashes it to the ground, shattering it |
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PECOTA: YOU WILL HAVE TO EARN ANOTHER!!!! |
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BuddyIcon: /disbelief |
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IGotInShapeSoImDaytonMoore: /eats own boogers |
