he is sooooo . . .

YOU raised HER!

well, a reporter, of course! and let's see . . . a fortune cookie writer, rollercoaster tester, food critic, ooh, food tester, florist, private island caretaker, jazz musician, piano technician, literary editor, guy who replaces the pins when you go bowling, i don't know the name of that job . . .

oh, sorry! i have the LAMEST grandma.

i have the COOLEST grandma.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!!

mmm, mentats . . .

awesome! where'd you learn?

it's fun and you get to read the passages out loud in bible camp and everyone thinks you're cool :-)

hey, do you speak latin too?

woah, i didn't know you were in the legion!

i think you should learn latin :-)

i'm ernie, he's bert!

just come look.

kimmie! kimmie! come over here! come look at our matching costumes!

@wontgoquietly.bsky.social we've gotta match costumes.

youtu.be/J---aiyznGQ?... #L-O-L #Liked #Reposted

i've got a cat and a career to focus on!

FRUITY?

i can think of a few times, big guy.

you heard it here: luca doesn't miss.

but why does the man have to be twice your age?

no . . .

hi! vincent van blair, vegas variety. oh, nice hair!

they're fine by me! :-)

and that's where we'll use the cool thingamajiggy that turns off all technology in a sixteen hundred feet radius, which unlocks the safe where they keep the krabby patty recipe!

'same old. i was out on the sierra, doing a campaign piece on the brahmin trade out there. they keep them so badly. makes you wanna go vegan, doesn't it?'

okay! so if nobody's watching, we can talk about our plan to use the secret tunnel under henrik's, right?

vincent took a drag. it's no menthol. 'i like to keep my eyes on the ground. you never know where a story might turn up. where'd you wander? see anything interesting?'

'i can't put that in a report,' van blair said, sitting down on the ground, loosening his tie. 'c'mon then, what've you been up to, huh?'

'oh, it's you! my *nameless compatriot*. long time, no see, huh?'

sir, i never say ANYTHING i don't mean.

oh, a *gentleman*, huh? funny way of showing it.

if you don't stop pussyfootin' 'round, kid, we're all gonna be fuckin' radroach food. huh? eh? howzat? i think my impression's pretty good. now eat your pancakes and stop giving me *those* eyes.

let ME tell YOU something . . .

@wontgoquietly.bsky.social hey, i've gotta ask: what's with the skull thong?

van blair ferret run, GO!!!

chase me for it.

LUCA AND I WANT TO WATCH *OUR* VIDEOS!!!

c'monnnn don't hog it!

orson said its my turn on the ipad

oh, i'm hot now, am i?

that what you tell 'em all?

you'd miss it more than me, wouldn't you, bear?

i don't want an infection! then i'm no good to anyone and i can't write anything without my hands.

gimme a sec, i've cut my hand. i'm patching it up.

( giggling. ) sure are, big guy!

WHAT.

yeah, i guess you're right. you don't *really* think you're in charge here, do you?

more than i do about this stuff.