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(Throwing out some old and new ones this week because it's been slow - we're on non-overlapping vacations. Oh, and hella busy. See y'all in two weeks!)

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andy: ...
amy: heh. it's fun to render you speechless.
andy: that wasn't speechless, that was three little sympathy dots.

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andy: people spend more money on books about romance than they do on books about people who have dreams that they are having affairs with robots but it turns out that they really are having affairs with robots in a parallel universe and their ultimate fate is to tear down the walls between the universes so that other people can feel the cold steel touch of a robot.

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amy: i would say, if she sat there through [friend]'s "I want to run naked at burning man" speech (which actually ran a little long) i think she can handle things
amy: yeah. it was a weird, weird few moments
andy: is there a version of that speech that would not have been a little too long?
amy: well, i guess i might have goaded him just a little.
andy: ah
andy: your a real bitch when you want to be.
andy: in the best possible way.
amy: it's "you're"
andy: yeah.
andy: yeah, it is

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andy: the internet is run by a bunch of semi-feral 15 year old boys.
they are hungry, and they are angry.

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andy: if wishes were horses . . .
amy: what would the horse's ass be in that analogy?
amy: come to think of it, what would the horse shit be?

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andy: PLEASE DO (2) NEXT INTERCAL MANUAL ANDY
amy: do what now?
andy: sorry, bad intercal joke.
amy: all i get out of that is "do #2 next to andy."
amy: which i don't think is what you intended
andy: . . .
andy: . . .
amy: this is one of those conversations where it should just end, right?
andy: let's just walk away slowly and hope it doesn't wake up.
amy: hee.
andy: (shhh)

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andy: sports team. local. how about that.
amy: going to nationals this year, i hear.
andy: yeah, going all the way.
andy: don't.
andy: don't even think about it.