I guess Nikki still doesn’t quite trust Bob’s Earth-Daddy instincts.
Of course, getting Paste to keep an eye on things… maybe we shouldn’t trust Nikki’s Managerial instincts.
Gonna make for quite the outing, don’t you think?
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Bob. Good ol’ Bob.
People that in touch with the Universe should be respected and appreciated for the simple, connected souls they are.
Instead of being resented for being right and lucky all the time, the darn ol’ bunch of poops.
Admit it, if someone hands YOU a story like Grover’s, are you gonna believe it, or assume he’s just making it up?
Or suffering from one of those conditions where you see stuff going on that other people in the room somehow don’t see?
Hubris wasn’t much of a corporate style boss.
David, on the other hand, probably doesn’t know what other kind of boss to be. So forgive him if he just wants what he wants and expects that his employees know how to get things done.
Nikki, on the other hand, knows when someone’s asking for something they don’t really want.
She probably knows that Bob ISN’T asking to be tossed under the bus, but Bob pretty laid back. If a bus can pass over without doing damage, Bob might just be the passee.
How do YOU suppose this will shake out?
Clem’s got himself discharged, if you believe his story.
And he’s a resourceful man. Of course he’s going to make sure he’s got a handy pair of eyes… so long as he’s got something to lord over Durnell. I’m sure if he had to rely on charm to find some more agreeable companion, he could have done so. But let’s face it. He’s decided that Durnell owes him, and who’s going to argue with the man? No one, while he’s armed with bear spray and a bad attitude, that’s who.
Hubris talks to his fur buddies the same way I figure the average person talks to cousins. You like ’em okay, and you don’t get to spend as much time with them as you probably should… but still, you have to be cagey in what you say.
Hubris couldn’t say, “Seriously? You got a tattoo of McDonald’s logo. Yikes, guy. Have you regretted that yet?” That’d be rude. You gotta hang with the cousins for a while before you can just blurt out things like that.
At least, that’s how people used to do it.
Not.
She can be forgiven for assuming, by his tone and his words, that Clem is Durnell’s father.
I mean, they have that kinda vibe at the moment.
It won’t last.
It’s never wise to pick apart language too carefully, unless you’re writing humor. Mark Twain, P.G. Wodehouse, Douglas Adams… brilliant at examining what we say and why we say it, and then pulling it out for us to see for ourselves.
And then there’s Bob, who’s just curious about it.
Steven’s idea of what’s “Chill” may not be the same as yours. Or mine. Or your neighbors.
The important thing to remember is that opinions are just different. They’re not better or worse… until they get him killed.
In that case, they’d be worse, I guess.
When Clint Eastwood movies get noisy, you know that the things have hit the fan. And by things, I mean bullets. And by fan, I mean… everything.
Bad guys, good guys, cowboys, rustlers, presidents, airplanes, ropes, Clint himself, busses, cars, buildings… I’m sure you can think of other things that get shot in Clint Eastwood movies.
What were we talking about again?
