Inside my head, right in the center, there sit two finger puppets. There is a Ray Kowalski finger-puppet, and a Benton Fraser finger-puppet. At any given time, they are having a vague dialogue I cannot quite hear.
RAY FINGER PUPPET: *bitch bitch bitch*
FRASER FINGER PUPPET: Well, actually, Ray-- *pedantic and/or random*
RAY FINGER PUPPET: ...*grumble*
FRASER FINGER PUPPET: Hmmm. *looks out window*
BOTH FINGER PUPPETS: *silent*
BOTH FINGER PUPPETS: *hot*
ERICA'S BRAIN: *smooshes them together* Kiss now! Yay!
BOTH FINGER PUPPETS: *smooches for everyone!*
And thus concludes our tale for this evening.
RAY FINGER PUPPET: *bitch bitch bitch*
FRASER FINGER PUPPET: Well, actually, Ray-- *pedantic and/or random*
RAY FINGER PUPPET: ...*grumble*
FRASER FINGER PUPPET: Hmmm. *looks out window*
BOTH FINGER PUPPETS: *silent*
BOTH FINGER PUPPETS: *hot*
ERICA'S BRAIN: *smooshes them together* Kiss now! Yay!
BOTH FINGER PUPPETS: *smooches for everyone!*
And thus concludes our tale for this evening.
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