Beta-waiters: Update

[xuur]

..and here I sit in San Diego, breathlessly awaiting word on the arrival of the mail at my home.

*phone rings at work*

me: This is (me)...can I help you?
wifey: hi....its me.
me: oh hi....sup baby?
wifey: I'm not sure I should tell you this.
me: oh shit....what now?
*visions of a wrecked mustang, burst pipes and dead dogs flash thru my head*
wifey: you got a package in the mail
me: yer shittin' me.
wifey: I sorta wish I was....its from Sony Online Entertainment....is that the one you've been bitchin about the last few days/weeks/year?
me: *gasp!* *choke!* it's there?!?
wifey: is that the one?
me: *in a panicked screech* its THERE?!?
wifey: if I say yes...that means I wont see you tonite...doesnt it?
me: IT'S THERE??????
wifey: I thought so....yeah, its here. I guess that means 'take out' for dinner, huh?
me: like I give a shit? I'll buy you whatever you want for dinner!!!...it's THERE????
wifey: no, I was just kidding...the mail hasnt come yet.
me: farging biotch!!! trifle not with me!!!! lest ye feel my wrath!
wifey: screw you. I've felt your wrath...ya pansy.
me: I love you too babe.....so its really there?
wifey: yeah. its here....are you coming home sick again?
me: *sighs deeply* no..I can't.
wifey: *stunned silence* really? geez...I thought sure you would the way you've been carrying on.
me: but I am off friday
wifey: I fucking knew it. Yeah, its here....stop at KFC on the way home.
me: luv ya
wifey: yeah yeah...screw yerself.
*click*
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ITS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!