Post by Perceptor on Nov 24, 2010 18:59:03 GMT -5
"It is my hope, Glyph," Perceptor replies in a kindly tone, "that those are lessons which you need never perfect. Alas, there will always be those who are intimidated by any sort of elevated intellect." He shrugs, grinning winsomely, and then giggles as he maneuvers the motorcycle up to the speaker. Such an enchantingly novel concept, this!
"Welcome to McDistilates, home of the Big Tanker. Would you like to try a Boron Smoothie today?" a very bored, tinny voice asks from the speaker.
"A Boron Smoothie? How fascinating! Yes! I do believe that I will! Oh, and my compatriot would like a crispy silica sandwich. I see that it comes in a combination meal with titanium dusted electro-crystals. Would you like that as well, Glyph?" he asks, but, before she can answer, he shakes his head and just plows right on. "Nevermind. Let us splurge, shall we? If they are not palatable, we shall feed them to Tiny! Yes, the crispy silica sandwich combination meal, aaaaannnnd..... Oh! Ah, perhaps the Carbide-silicate McWafer Bomb(tm)... in a combination meal, and, oh! I see... oooo... May I... err... have that, um... fried?" he asks hopefully.
There's a long, long beat of silence before the tinny voice replies, "Sir, this is McDistilates. How do you think we cook here?"
"So I've got a Crispy McSilica(tm) combo with crystals, a Carbide-Silicate McWafer-Bomb(tm) combo with crystals and a Boron Smoothie. Anything else with that?"
Utterly unphased by the bored reproach from their order taker, Perceptor turns a cheerfully inquiring look down at Glyph. "Anything more for you?"
Someone clearly needs to get out more if going through a drive through is this much unmitigated fun.
"Welcome to McDistilates, home of the Big Tanker. Would you like to try a Boron Smoothie today?" a very bored, tinny voice asks from the speaker.
"A Boron Smoothie? How fascinating! Yes! I do believe that I will! Oh, and my compatriot would like a crispy silica sandwich. I see that it comes in a combination meal with titanium dusted electro-crystals. Would you like that as well, Glyph?" he asks, but, before she can answer, he shakes his head and just plows right on. "Nevermind. Let us splurge, shall we? If they are not palatable, we shall feed them to Tiny! Yes, the crispy silica sandwich combination meal, aaaaannnnd..... Oh! Ah, perhaps the Carbide-silicate McWafer Bomb(tm)... in a combination meal, and, oh! I see... oooo... May I... err... have that, um... fried?" he asks hopefully.
There's a long, long beat of silence before the tinny voice replies, "Sir, this is McDistilates. How do you think we cook here?"
"So I've got a Crispy McSilica(tm) combo with crystals, a Carbide-Silicate McWafer-Bomb(tm) combo with crystals and a Boron Smoothie. Anything else with that?"
Utterly unphased by the bored reproach from their order taker, Perceptor turns a cheerfully inquiring look down at Glyph. "Anything more for you?"
Someone clearly needs to get out more if going through a drive through is this much unmitigated fun.