Gentle Reader, nothing less than a mini-miracle has occurred. Hold onto your pants, because:
Metal Plate was not, as previously suspected, thrown to the alligators in the pit beneath HSS.
Metal Plate battled through monsters and traps and pitfalls, the likes of which I'm sure approximated an Indiana Jones movie, and has made it to Dr. Buly's office.
The last ten minutes of the film, where MP is tearfully reunited with its long lost love/prior living quarters and then tosses off a sassy one-liner ("What took you so long?") will air in a few days.
All goofing aside, I'm actually as excited to see it as I would be a person. Is that weird?
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3 comments:
OOOOOOOOOH! I'm so excited and happy for you! Perhaps you and MP would care to meet for coffee again! :)
Laura
No way! Laura just wants to meet up with you so she can get you to spill your secret. I can see right through this ploy! :)
Nah, it's not weird. I want to have my screws "returned" to me when I get them taken out! (RPAO, May 2006)
I'm sure people think I'm fixated on my hip, and the surgery sometimes, but as someone else with dysplasia, you understand, right?
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