ext_26730 ([identity profile] anxietygrrl.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] anxietygrrl 2005-08-17 03:36 pm (UTC)

Re: *squeaks*

"I can't believe I'm here."

"Oh, come on. Everybody stops at Wall Drug. Didn't you read the sign?"

"I can't believe I came hundreds of miles out of my way, and for what? Free ice water?"

"And five cent coffee." Spike stopped by a shelf full of taxidermied, well, the only word was 'critters'. He checked a price tag. "We got a good deal on Trevor. This one here's three times as much."

"Oh, thank god, I'm so relieved," she deadpanned. "Would you like me to go back to the car and get Trevor so he can visit with his relatives?"

"Nah. But I'll tale a picture of you and Trevor with that giant fiberglass jackalope out back. Come on, you know you want to."

A screaming, sticky toddler bumped into Cordelia's legs, and was immediately yanked away by a woman in culottes. She shivered.

"I hate you, Spike."

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