Ewe So Nosy

I received a letter from Mom today, telling me she accidentally hit Dad in the face with her racquet (while playing racquetball). Ouch.

Dear Jeff, I tried playing racquetball with your dad, but I accidentally creamed him in the face with my racquet. Whoops! -Mom
There’s got to be a better way to say that.

Right outside of my house, Willow and Apollo started up a conversation. Apollo said he was looking for ideas for something to do with a certain someone. But Willow couldn’t concentrate on ideas, because she was more concerned with who the “someone” was. (The suspense must’ve been shear agony for her.) Naturally, Apollo didn’t want to reveal who he was talking about.

Apollo: All right, if you REALLY have to know, I'm talking about Nunya Bizness from the town of Shutyertrap!

That just angered Willow, and she said Apollo had a screw loose.

Willow: ...Oh dear, I think you have a screw loose, with yarn.

She continued, saying Apollo is living in a fantasy land that’s only in his head. That’s quite rude of her, but that’s a snooty for you.

Willow: You're living in a fantasy land. It's only in your head.

Apollo walked away depressed. 🙁

When I finished reading my mail, I found my blue zap suit that I ordered last week. It will be my Halloween costume this year, and I went ahead and put it on.

Sydney asked me to deliver a gift to Peaches, and it took me a while to track down the wild horse. 😛 The gift was a robo-wall, and she loved it. Sydney later rewarded me with a green counter.

Scoot pinged me and sneakily asked if I wanted to buy a fluffy shirt. He said he needed the money to buy a new…toothbrush?

Scoot: Pssst. Super J. Wanna buy a fluffy shirt?

He was acting a bit sus, so I declined the offer. Actually, I just didn’t want the shirt anyway. 😛