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Scratch:OK sideways what?
Winc:hahahahahaha La Tour Eiffel! Well, a teeny, tiny part of the Eiffel Tower. I used to stare at that beautiful tower forhours. But not sideways!
Scratch:Huh?
Winc:Turn it sideways!
See? Wait a minute, let me find a picture for you. I’ve got it here someplace…
Winc:Ta-fucking-da!
Winc:Jabba’s pic is way close-up. Really, way. She has amazing image editing software!
Scratch:So, Paris?
Winc:Paris was my high school graduation present. Five days and four nights. That was the view from my hotel window. I’ve had that same photo, or copies of it, over all my desks ever since. I sent one to Jabba a couple of months ago. But man, I never looked at it sideways before!
Scratch:How is this thing a password???
Winc:WAIT! THE HOTEL! Typing in the name of the hotel now.
HotelEiffelTrocaderoIncorrect password
Winc:Oh, no!
Scratch:Well, leave off the hotel part.
Winc:No, that’s part of the name.
Scratch:Don’t the French have accents over their vowels? Is there a…
Winc:Right!
HôtelEiffelTrocadèroEntering Jabbaworld
Winc:Yowee!
Scratch:Good job! ::shyly:: Good thing we had Paris on our minds.
Winc:::smiling at you:: Yes, good thing.
Jabbaworld message
If you’re reading this past 10pm, you’re either in trouble or you’re lacking imagination and/or education.
My guess is the latter.
Winc:::dryly:: I’ve got 10:30, how about you dear?
Scratch:10:30 here, too.
Winc:::shyly:: That means we’re in the same time zone. I like that.
Scratch:Right! But I live in the boonies, hee hee.
Jabbaworld message
Toobe has no access to the Net, repeat none: not email, not bypass, nothing.
