30th Inning

[freakinblur]

Okay chuckleheads, listen up once again! If even one of ya sends away fer somethin' on the back of a box top in Mayfield of all goddamn places, yer as thick as a brick! I'm sure the cereal is, like, laced with hallucinogenic drugs or something, that will make ya wanna buy more, an' then suddenly yer broke an' ya have nothin' left but 500 Corn Flake boxes, with no money an' no brain cells left ta speak of. An' then ya send off yer box tops but then they're gonna charge ya like four thousand dollars in "processing fees" 'r whatever, so yer totally hosed.

Come on, I been here long enough Mayfield! Ya gotta try harder than that.

[Scout fiddling with a box can be hear in the background can be heard for a moment.]

Just look at this box! It's friggin' creepy, some kid with an eye patch. 'Sides, I mean, it ain't like they can keep some 'a this shit in a warehouse an' just give it out.... right?

Comments

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

And just how do they normally hand it out? I don't see how this makes any less sense than how they took it all away in the first place.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Usually it comes in the mail. If it ain't somethin', ya know, physical? Then ya get a postcard with a picture on it, somethin' like that.

I mean, I guess ya gotta point pally, but that don't mean I'm gonna trust it any more than normal.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Do whatever you like. But if others risk it because it's no more nonsensical than anything else around here, you can hardly blame them.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Just wait till they flood the phonelines whinin' up a storm!

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

They do that now.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

It'll only get worse, mark my words.