Ted (merovingian) wrote,
Ted
merovingian

"This sentence contains a secret message, but I won't tell you what it is unless you promise to pass the sentence on to thirty people," she said.

We were having enigmatic spy banter. Sunday is enigmatic spy rendezvous night around my neighborhood.

I wouldn't repeat the sentence, of course.

Instead I reached across boundaries of time and grammar and plunged my hand straight into the sentence and pulled out what I could find. You know, reached my hand into the dialog to yank something out. Which I can totally do.

I found:
Fortune cookies!

I pulled out a big clustered handful. Prudence scowled at me.

"You're just bitter that you lost this week," I replied with a smirk.

She's an intentional vessel. Prudence prides herself on propogating the memes she picks up and carries. That's her secret spy mission: to be the best memetic vector possible. My secret spy mission is to stop her.

"No," she quipped back as she pulled out a pistol, "You're just bitter that you don't eat fortune cookies."

Curses!
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