Wull, Mom has been spending most of the last few days eethr
sittin around waitin fer somthing to edit, or editing it. This is borin, as it
tend to meen she is not free to run around the partmint chasin me or playin
wift the lazer pointer. And parently, she do this ALL THE TIME at work.
Persunly, I find this extremely hard to bleev. I mean, I has
meeted some of her frendz whu werk wift her, an they does not strik me as the
not-spendin-any-tim-not-chasin-the-lazer-pointer kinda peeples. They is mutch
more wilder an crazier than that.
I aksked her, “Don’t MIT hav some Mad Scientists?”
She sed, “Nope. Not mad. Just kinda exhausted.”
“Wull, that is no fun,” I sed.
“It depends,” she sed. “It also meen that we hasn’t got the
big green creature guys that mad scientists tend to build in their labs. I
figure they balance each other out.”
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