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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 26, 2010 15:24:05 GMT -8
"All the more reason for y' day job t' be later in the day." Jerrie countered. "I mean if y' want to get up and work early y' welcome t' swing by my place and I'll give ya a lift."
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Post by amanika on Oct 26, 2010 15:31:34 GMT -8
"Thanks, I'll see how it works out. Only bonus of the dockside stuff is it's above board, I know working for Milady ain't technically doing anything wrong, but it's cutting it close if I need a cover." Tugger said, sighing as he added, "I'd better talk it over with Straps."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 26, 2010 15:32:51 GMT -8
"True. Well, see what he says cause y' may be able to make it work anyhow."
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Post by amanika on Oct 26, 2010 15:35:35 GMT -8
"You're right, I'll see what happens. But you reckon it's worth me coming back tomorrow?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 26, 2010 15:37:11 GMT -8
"I think so. It's a payin' job at the very least. I think you should give it a shot until you find soemthin' else."
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Post by amanika on Oct 26, 2010 15:40:04 GMT -8
"You're starting to sound like Munk," Tugger teased, "difference is, I'm more inclined to take your advice."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 26, 2010 15:41:28 GMT -8
Jerrie grimaced. "Cat, I hope I ain't soundin' too much like him."
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Post by amanika on Oct 26, 2010 15:51:16 GMT -8
"Nah, you're okay. You've just got your head screwed on better than me. Mine's too loose an' Munk's is too tight."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 26, 2010 15:54:17 GMT -8
THe torbie chuckled at that. "Gotta keep at least one screw loose if y' gonna get by in this crazy world."
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Post by amanika on Oct 26, 2010 16:01:09 GMT -8
"Exactly, which is why I think Straps'll explode one of these days if he doesn't learn to loosen up." Tugger was only half joking.
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 26, 2010 16:02:10 GMT -8
"Guess we'll 'ave t' see." Jerrie pulled up to Tugger's house. "Well, here we are."
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Post by amanika on Oct 26, 2010 16:12:55 GMT -8
Tugger grabbed his discarded jacket and vest and slammed the passenger door closed behind him, coming back to lean on the open window, "Thanks for all your help today, have a good evening." Then, turning and yawning heavily, but still bouyed up by the cash in his pocket, Tugger made for the front door, turning back to wave briefly at Mungo.
((Exit Tugger))
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 26, 2010 16:14:54 GMT -8
Jerrie waved before pulling out and driving to his own place. Cat, he was not looking forward to working on anything tonight.
[Thread End]
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