It's following me around like an idiot puppy, I swear.

[digitaldiscipline]

... even my afternoon snack has drama.

critus' boss: Why I oughta...
Yours Truly: pardon?
critus' boss: Stinky popcorn man!
Yours Truly: like i told your senior minion, i took it out with fifteen to seconds to spare, several kernels un-popped, and some of it -still- burned. i believe our appliance is the culprit, not those who simply utilize it.
critus' boss: AHA!
critus' boss: So you ADMIT that you're not to blame, eh?
Yours Truly: er, yes. i do not, at present, emit microwaves.
critus' boss: So you CLAIM...

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critus: you're microwave man!
critus: I KNEW IT
critus: Those glasses didn't fool me
Yours Truly: unlike cyclops, i actually have aim and control, i don't just pee on everything i look at.

[apparently, it's a slow day on FARK if critus' boss has time to give me shit....]