Entertaining myself...

[out_there]

Casey was too busy to track down Dan, so he decided to leave a note instead.

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Dear Danny,

The basketball scores are on the table. You'll need to cut 45 seconds out of the twenties.

I need to go do the voiceover for the highlights.

Yours,
Casey

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Dear Casey,

Thank you for the formal notification!

Since you're nowhere to be found...

I cut thirty seconds out of the twenties, and Natalie says you have to cut another forty from the thirties.

Oh, you haven't seen my wallet anywhere, have you? I was sure I left it in my coat, but it's gone now.

Dan

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Danny,

Your wallet was on the couch, last time I saw it.

There's no way I can cut forty out. Tell Natalie she's got to be dreaming.

Casey

***

Anybody around and want to play? (Just leave a reply in the comments...)

Comments

[khohen1.livejournal.com]

Casey,

Argyle is fine, but not with jeans. And while we're on the subject of jeans, have you ever heard of 'easy wear'? Not everything needs starch.

If not Cheech and Chong, then atleast Caddyshack? Tell me, please oh please, tell me you liked Caddyshack.

And what does Dana want me to do? Offer to blow Sammy Sosa if he confirms the rumors about the trade? That will require a lot more beer than any amount of winnings you might have gotten from your little bet could buy.

Dan

[out-there.livejournal.com]

Danny,

There is no... well, okay, maybe there's a little starch. It's... It's just unsightly to be wrinkled. Nothing wrong with being pressed and tidy.

...is there?

Caddyshack I will admit to liking.

You know, I won quite a bit... After all, after giving you back your money, I still have a hundred. People will do a lot for a hundred.

But I can't help thinking that offering Sammy Sosa the hundred dollars might help more.

Casey

[khohen1.livejournal.com]

Casey,

I'm aware I'm concentrating on the wrong thing here, but what makes you think he'd prefer the $100? I'll have you know that, were I to be so inclined, I could get atleast $100 JUST for that thing I do with my tongue that you don't seem to mind so much.

And thank GOD you like Caddyshack. Now I just need to school you on the subtle nuances of Cheech and Chong and we'll be well on our way to lightening you up, you old stiff.

And what the hell were the odds on that bet?! $140?!

Dan

[out-there.livejournal.com]

Danny,

Care to be a little more careful about what you leave written around our office? You are so lucky that Dana didn't read that before I did. So incredibly lucky.

And just for the old stiff remark, I'm letting Kim know that you were the one who was bitching about the amount of coverage paid to the women's skiing.

And, think about it Danny. Seven people, twenty bucks each, picking a time for you to ask Kim for your wallet. Easy calculation, even for you.

Casey

PS - Jeremy said you finished the highlights. I think Dana needs to see you about those.

[khohen1.livejournal.com]

Casey,

Remember, you're the one who cares about that, not me. So, in actuality, you're the one who's lucky, not me.

And that explains why Kim decided to implant her three inch pink stilleto heels into my shin as I was coming back in here.

And about the math? Shut up.

Dan

[out-there.livejournal.com]

We'll assum that Danny and Casey worked this out in person. Sweet dreams, Kel.

[out-there.livejournal.com]

Kelly, I just got kicked back to my desk, so now I actually have to do work. I'll try to reply, but I may not get a chance.

Thanks for playing. It was fun! *g*