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  • Mad Men is an American dramatic television series created and produced by Matthew Weiner. The show is broadcast on the American cable network AMC and is produced by Lionsgate Television. It premiered on July 19, 2007, and completed its third season on November 8, 2009.

  • (season 1), episode 8, "The Hobo Code" (2007)

  • a period of time (4 or 2 hours) during which some of a ship's crew are on duty

  • a small portable timepiece

  • Secretly follow or spy on

  • Keep under careful or protective observation

  • look attentively; "watch a basketball game"

  • Look at or observe attentively, typically over a period of time

  • (of an amount, value, or price) Remaining after a deduction, such as tax or a discount, has been made

  • internet: a computer network consisting of a worldwide network of computer networks that use the TCP/IP network protocols to facilitate data transmission and exchange

  • (of a price) To be paid in full; not reducible

  • (of a weight) Excluding that of the packaging or container

  • make as a net profit; "The company cleared $1 million"

  • remaining after all deductions; "net profit"



Bailey Dazy looks around for something, anything that looked familiar.

Reinhardt Stenvaag 's eyes follow Dazy. That.. was a yummy pussy

Bailey Dazy felt someone following her. She pins her ears back and keeps walking.

Reinhardt Stenvaag walks up behind Dazy "Lost babe?"

Bailey Dazy spins around when she hears the man talking to her. Was he wearing a tie around his head? Where the fuck was she? "No."

Bailey Dazy is a bit surprised to hear her own voice. It was higher pitched then she last remembered. Maybe that had something to do with the scar across her neck she didn't remember.

Reinhardt Stenvaag was so totaly wearing a tie on his head. "Lucky you then." he looked at the sarimart "Damnit they closed the Sarimart. I want my fucking poptarts."

Bailey Dazy follows the man's gaze. That must be the 7/11. "I have some poptarts at home..." She stops herself from speaking futher. She didn't wake up at 'home' today. She didn't know where 'home' was, this whole place was new to her. She began to draw her own conclusions. The shelter, they must have gotten sick of her. They knew they couldn't get her adopted out. They washed her hair, and her tail, they put sharpie (tm) all over her body, and they drugged her and dropped her at this place, wherever it was.

Reinhardt Stenvaag: You do? What kind? Apply cinnamon? *he looks to her, perking, hope filled at hte idea of food, thoughts of pussy.. cats.... long forgotten. Well at least for the net 5 seconds*

Reinhardt Stenvaag was now thinking about the various pink parts of her body again. See? 5 seconds.

Bailey Dazy murrs, again, in a higher pitched tone that she was used to "S'mores." The girl never ate healthy ((omg my cats trying to take over my keyboard by stretching his paws across it)). She got a wiff of fish. She hadn't had fish in a really long time. It was rare that the shelter gave her fish, only the occasional canned tuna.... ironic considering the animal shelter was a mere 5 minute walk from the Pacific Ocean. Her eyes drift over towards the bar where the fishy smell was coming from, and she'd proceed to walk in that direction.

Reinhardt Stenvaag considers his options. Continue to try to get into Dazys pants.. try and find poptarts... try and pick a fight with someone.. or get pizza. Damn the choices.

Fugazi Smalls shakes her head and murmurs as if speaking her thoughts aloud "they've all gone mad, it's the only explanation"

Bailey Dazy meeps to the boy behind the counter, he looked about her age. "I can haz some feesh?" She'd then blink her eyes a few times when she saw a menu, and the various costs associated with the feesh. Her head turned back to the man with the tie on his head. "What's your name Sir?" Afterall, he looked older than she.
(OOC) Dazy the Pink Wrath of Doom: *much older than she.

Reinhardt Stenvaag made a face "GAH sir makes me feel old. Names Rein. Whats your name hot pink?" he grinned as she drw his attention making his decision for him. He moved over towards her again

Bailey Dazy blushes when he mentioned her pink fur. She tried so hard to cover it up. "Bailey." It's what her mother called her. Her formal name she rarely used. "Sorry Rein, but is there anyway I could borrow a few credits, see, I was drugged, and dropped off here, and I have no money, and I'm hungry."

Reinhardt Stenvaag smirked. He walked to pass her, and if she didnt pull away, his hand would reach out to caress her cheek as he did so, moving towards the sushi stand. Caress or not, he would walk over to the stand, eyeing hte kid behind it. "Oy.. you serve her. Period. Alright? I'm hungry. I'm cranky. And I break people wen I'm cranky. You dun want that." he said to the NPC kid, who was barely half Reins size, as he folded his arms over his chest which only made him look more tough (read: like a bully)

Bailey Dazy stands perfectly still, a bit afraid as Rein touches her cheek. She then spins on her heels to watch Rein bully the boy behind the counter. All she wanted was some feesh.

Reinhardt Stenvaag nods over his shoulder to Bailey "Your meal awaits hot pink." he'd chosen her nickname.

Bailey Dazy blushes again. She hated her pink, which was why she'd dye her hair and tail black. She just wanted to fit in. Her color was the sole reason why no one would ever adopt her.... BUT, if Rein could get her food, he could call her what he wanted. "Thank you" she squeaked as she'd siddle up to the seat and begin to eat. She was slowly coming to terms with her prediciment.

Reinhardt Stenvaag fell silent. He of course, wasnt affected like others, even if he acted like it. He was just an oppertunistic pervert. And he recognized Bailey even despite the dye jobs. He leaned against the chair,, reaching a hand out to scritch the back of one of her ears "So where you from cutey?"

Bailey Dazy's ears flatten, she re

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Aesop Rock - Daylight

Yo...put one up shackle me, not clean logic procreation
I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent
While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement
I walk the block with a halo and a stick poking your patience
Ya'll catch a 30 second flash visual
Dirty cooperative net platoon bloom head trip split Ridiculous
fathom the splicing of first generation
fuck up or trickle down anti hero smack (Cracking!)
I paste me game to zero hour completion greeting (Splash!)
Duke of early retirement pick a dream
American nightmare hogging the screen
I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in
if you'd stop following me around the jungle gym
Now it's honor and I spell it with the 'H' I stole from heritage
Merit crutch stole the wretched refuse of my teaming resonance
I promise temperance toward breed with a leaning conscious
Here the creed acts since responsive but my sports the war's the wattage
And I'm sleeping now (Wow!) Yeah the settlers laugh
You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash
You won't be laughing when the buzzards drag your brother's flags to rags
You won't be laughing when your front lawn's spangled with epitaphs
You won't be laughing
And I hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed
So I triple knot em and forgot em
This origami dream is beautiful
but man those wings will never leave the ground
Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.

Slacker bound intimate tabloid headlined with the pulse
Shimmy cross the centerfold, at a dead time engulfed
Diddy crumbs for the better souls with seven deadly stains
That hit a flame to crystal conscious
To results a low life counting on one hand what he's accomplished
Ok, link me to activism chain activate street sweep
Plug deteriorating xenobit Pendragon
I hock swords cores for the morbid spreading of mad men
(alley gospel)
Sinking their lincoln-log cabin and Charlie Chaplin waddle
I could zig zag and zig 'em again for the badge gleam
Sparker than my brick wall windows another thick installment of one night in Gotham without the wretched
Houston we have a problem
Attach an infested batch of city goblins
Who split holiday freak on a box cut cinema high road bellow
Head rips Watch red bricks turn yellow
Sort of similar to most backbones at camp Icarus
Were all feeling crimes congregating at pamper for bickering
Life's not a bitch life is a beautiful woman
Your only call her a bitch because she won't let you get that pussy
Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests
Or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet talk the princess
Kiss the speaker wire Peter Pacifism pagan thresh hold
Stomach full of halo kibbles
Wings span cast black of porn visuals hear the duck hunt ticker tape
Vision and pick apart the pixels
I got a friend of polar nature and it's all peace
When I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast
Metal Captain!
This cat is asking if I've seen his little lost passion
I told him: "Yeah, but only when I pedaled past him"

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.

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