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Odd jobs. Very odd jobs.

"I've got kind of a strange job for you," says manager, opening a deck of playing cards.

"What's it going to be?"

"First, take this deck of cards."

Sounds like the opening to a long train that involves her guessing the nine of clubs.

"Then what?"

"Then, cut each one into four quarters, along the diagonals."

"Sure."

"Make sure you don't lose any of the pieces, or we're screwed."

"'kay..."

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flippantmoniker
Jun. 13th, 2006 06:42 pm (UTC)
... hrrrrr?
spottylogic
Jun. 13th, 2006 07:24 pm (UTC)
I shan't explain it, it would lose all its magic.
flippantmoniker
Jun. 13th, 2006 10:52 pm (UTC)
But... But....

Did you lose any pieces?

Did she guess our card?

Did you get screwed?
spottylogic
Jun. 14th, 2006 12:46 am (UTC)
Sorry, no closure for you :)
flippantmoniker
Jun. 14th, 2006 12:19 pm (UTC)
*evil squinty look*
I know where your character sleeps...
spottylogic
Jun. 14th, 2006 02:18 pm (UTC)
Lying in a pool of his own ego!
pacerfox
Jun. 13th, 2006 08:45 pm (UTC)
o.O
guardian_lm
Jun. 14th, 2006 12:24 am (UTC)
Sounds like something from a Jim Butcher novel
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