Oops, I forgot that Man on a Mission was finished. That's what I get for leaving all the CRS stuff disorganized in one folder. Anyways, if you haven't done so yet, go fill out the HLOFC birthday card for Ms Leick. Now. Like, before you continue reading your emails.

What? Back already? Ok then. Nothing much for me to talk about this week, so I'll let the six of you get on with reading this skit. Oh, I'm still looking for more victims, if anyone wants to brave my so-called writing.

-- Kevin (Notice how the skit titles have very little to do with the actual plot.)

Hush, just stop.
There's nothing you can do or say, baby
I've had enough
I'm not your property as from today, baby...

~ "Stronger", Britney Spears.

Calli (Ca) and Paul Holdsworth (PH) are at Calli's, looking for something to bring to the Survivor challenge.

Ca: What should I bring? How about a jar of homemade salsa?

PH: Hmm, it looks awfully old to me. Some would call it moldy.

Ca: That's why it's a useless item.

PH: How about something that's probably not going to be at Leicky's place.

Ca: Good point, her fridge is practically wild mushroom heaven.

The Goddess (GC) walks in, looking a bit frazzled, not that *anyone* would ever mention this to her.

GC: I can't believe it took so long for Tonsilitis to pick out one item! It's like trying to herd cats!

Ca, PH: {{Singsong}} Good Afternoon Goddess!

GC: By the Great Bacchae's Furry--- What are you two so cheerful about?

Ca: It's a sunny day, birds are singing--

GC: I can fix that.

Ca: --and I'm soooo excited about the Survivor game!

PH: I'm just happy to be in a skit.

GC: Well, hurry up and pick something. The Blues and Stars are playing tonight and I don't want to miss it.

Ca: I can't decide which teddy bear to bring: Paddington or Teddy Ruxpin or Pooh-bear or Cheer Bear or Pammy Panda or--