I need a drink. There has got to be a dive somewhere around here that doesn’t serve anything with umbrellas or pieces of fruit. Let me know if you’re interested.
Awkward question time, ready?
His Holiness, the great hero Kevin Bacon has revealed to me that there’s a season for everything, apparently now is the season for me to be a moron. Sorry about that.
So here’s the deal. We got a clubhouse ship and a truck. We have a name. What we don’t have is a way to make sure that whoever is showing up with our faces is the same person from the same reality we are in right flarking now. Not to bring up a sore point, Nebs but you gotta know how dangerous having duplicates be bopping their way around. Secret handshakes are bullshit. Ravagers use a code question. Person answers wrong we decide whether to run, fight, or hug it out. But at least we know. Proposed question- “What is the absolute worst?” Proposed answer: fathers.
Also. We should probably decide. Are we for real going straight? Are we gonna gonna fake straight? Are we gonna steal shit but make up for it by being super nice? Discuss.
Thanks for all the parts. If we’re gonna help out when you need us to, the Benetar needs to be closer than upstate. You got room on the roof? Saw some article about you having jets up there once upon a time..... Maybe scoot one over! Or hanger space in on top of a parking garage with a cool retractable roof? Also, can we get an assigned parking space for Linda? Actually, it might be good if we have two next to each other. .