Memo to Staff

[x-gambit.livejournal.com]

We will officially never mention 1959 again. I am willing to back this up with creative violence. That also applies to you, Wisdom, since I can hear you snickering as you're reading the mission report.

If anyone needs me, I'll be at the most modern bar I can find with Ororo, drinking alcohol that didn't exist 50 years ago.

Comments

[xp_daytripper]

Same goes for me, without the Ororo part, once I'm done reading...

...wait, we were there for four days? I only remember one! What the fuck?

On the other hand, from what I do remember? I don't want to know. Seriously.

[x-pressive.livejournal.com]

I was Link Larkin. Link Larkin! Any and all Broadway music is officially banned from everywhere. Even Spamalot. If I hear anyone so much as humming "Gay or European," then everywhere you turn you'll hear Lindsay Lohan. You thought it was bad when I Doug bugged you all with FOB? Yeah, that'll be nothing compared to what I'm going to do.

Also, I vote we kill Toby Maguire just on principal. This is probably his fault.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

And Matthew Broderick for that bad Stepford Wives remake just on general principle to be safe.

[x-pressive.livejournal.com]

You're probably right. Not to mention The Producers, which is two strikes against him.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

Does that make Inspector Gadget strike three?

[x-pressive.livejournal.com]

Ordinarily I'd say yes, but that's not set in the decade that must not be named. If we killed everyone for every bad Hollywood decision they'd made, then we'd have to kill Angelina Jolie, and no one wants that.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

No, you were Corny Collins. You hosted the sock hop. There were fliers with 'your' name on them.

[x-pressive.livejournal.com]

But I was the star of the hip dance show.

Oh God, I just said "hip" again. Shoot me.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I would but it would be more satisfying to hit you with this baseball bat.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I am taking today off, which I am sure you can guess since I am nowhere near the office.

I am NOT eating anything that is fried, made with lard or served with white gravy. I am never eating or looking at a chicken-fried anything ever again. Who thought that beating a piece of shoe leather with a mallet and deep-frying it was a good idea to have people eat?

I am going to have something trendy and pretentious for dinner tonight. Or raw fish. No one ate raw fish in 1959 except in Japan.

[x-viento.livejournal.com]

Alright, off you go. Vacation. Now. Sefton will give you the business flights passwords and whatnot.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

A vacation? Right now? I still have work to do.

[x-viento.livejournal.com]

Right now.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Right now, right now?

[x-viento.livejournal.com]

Go book a flight before I knock you out and put you on one myself. My way involves you not getting to pack.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Can I book two flights?

[x-viento.livejournal.com]

Yes, dear.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

Ooh, a vacation!

[x-viento.livejournal.com]

I'm fairly sure ten in the morning is a little early even for me, little prince.

Let Ro know that when she puts you down to bed she can come play with the adults. I'll even buy her drinks.

[x-gambit.livejournal.com]

She's got plans for the evening.

[x-viento.livejournal.com]

Fine, then tell her when you've finally emptied your system of the 9 bottles of alcohol you consumed since ten in the morning, I'll buy her drinks. No need to be picky.

[x-marrow.livejournal.com]

Sounds like I missed a lot of fun. Except, you know, not.