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Sun, 01 Aug 2004 20:47:25 . . . . EboMike [It's *FRENCH*, like I wrote in the changelog, and often used in English.]

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STRONG BAD: Oooh! Check it out! Another one of those...sbemails!

{reading}
Hey Strong Bad, {stops reading} Hey! {resumes}
I was wondering what you do with the emails that don't get showed on the weekly email.

Dan Chase,
Aurora, Illinois {pronounces it like Illi-Noir}.

Ahh... {typing} Wha-hoah, Dan. You mean what do I do with the thousands and THOUSANDS of near unreadable emails I get every day? I like to mix it up!

{cut to the Cheat carrying some papers, organizing them into huge stacks}

Sometimes I give them to the Cheat for filing. And archiving.

{The Cheat sticks an email in the Medium category. Strong Bad sticks his head in the screen. The Cheat makes cheat noises.}

No man, that's a short.

{The Cheat shrugs, and puts it in the short pile. Cut to Strong Bad and Bubs standing at the stick, not facing each other. Strong Bad has a CD, Bubs has a bag of cash.}

Or if I'm strapped for cash, I'll sell the e-mail addresses to Bubs for use in his free weekly spamvertisements.

{Strong Bad drops the CD} Oops! Lookit that! I dropped a CD of five-thousand email addresses!

BUBS: {throwing the bag of money on the ground} Whoops! I dropped a quarter for each one!

{cut to Strong Mad crumpling up papers}

STRONG BAD: And sometimes I give them to my big brother Strong Mad, for the Japanese art of paper-folding. {he walks on screen} So, how are your origamis? Is that one the crane?

STRONG MAD: ''{holds up two crumpled-up balls of paper} THIS IS A LOTUS FLOWER! THIS IS A PRAYING MANTIS!

STRONG BAD: Oh yeah, that's great, man. Incredible likeness.

{back to the computer, typing} But mostly the emails I don't use just get... {stops typing and stands up, backing up slowly} A-digga...a-digga...a-digga-digga...a-digga...a-diggity... {starts running back towards the desk} DIGGITY DIGGITY DIGGITY DIGGITY A-DELETEEEEEED!!!!!! {jumps and does an elbow drop on the keyboard, breaking the desk in half. After a pause, the screen flashes DELETED!!} Ohhhhh....I think I broke my clavicus...majorus.

{The paper comes down.}