[If only the man knew the right 50s car-songs. He'd be singing about "Oh, Maybelline," and "Hot Rod Lincoln," and "Baby Won't You Ride My Car." He's ready for a machine, oh, yeah, baby...]
Yes!
[Slips out of his seat like a hot-wired weasel, scoots around to open her door, and as she slips out -- the Hand Is There, waiting for the keys like a bell-hop waiting for a tip. As soon as he can he eeeeaaaases his way into the driver's seat. As she gets into her seat...]
I checked the tires and the exterior as I walked around, and looked for rocks, toys, mimmoths, maxi-mimmoths, velociraptors, animated hay-stacks, clanks, mechanical squid, and anything else in the way.
[Carefully and contemplatively checks all mirrors, tests his leg-room (isn't it good they're both tall?), finds the pedals...]
[Cheerful snark....]
Yes. I see. Definitely.
So... tell me, madame-teacher, what does what? It's going to take more than turning the key, and turning the wheel, isn't it?
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Date: 2011-05-14 04:55 am (UTC)Yes!
[Slips out of his seat like a hot-wired weasel, scoots around to open her door, and as she slips out -- the Hand Is There, waiting for the keys like a bell-hop waiting for a tip. As soon as he can he eeeeaaaases his way into the driver's seat. As she gets into her seat...]
I checked the tires and the exterior as I walked around, and looked for rocks, toys, mimmoths, maxi-mimmoths, velociraptors, animated hay-stacks, clanks, mechanical squid, and anything else in the way.
[Carefully and contemplatively checks all mirrors, tests his leg-room (isn't it good they're both tall?), finds the pedals...]
[Cheerful snark....]
Yes. I see. Definitely.
So... tell me, madame-teacher, what does what? It's going to take more than turning the key, and turning the wheel, isn't it?