Is it – how do you know it's working – is this thing on? Hello? He – oh look, it's writing everything I say! Terribly clever, my dear. Have to share that one with the…well, nevermind.
RRRRHHGGHkkkGhkn.
Oh, Crowley, that's vile, it just wrote out what it sounds like when I clear my throat. And then it's just gone and written that. And that. And th – yes, fine! No need to get violent about it, goodness. Keep your hands to yourself.
No, the Jaffa cakes are in the other cupboard.
No, the one next to that one.
Splendid. Right.
Hello!
Oh, that was a bit over the top, wasn't it. A bit too chipp – YES, alright, Crowley, I'm writing it, I'm writing it.
He – no. To Whom It May Concern.
It has come to my attention (is that too formal? No, keep on.) that sometime in the last hundred years, a rather rare and hard-to-come-by (Yes, I know that's redundant. Am I the one writing this, or are you? …oh, don't make that face.) Book has been accidentally misplaced. It's been very hard to find this Book, you see, and Someone is looking for it quite a lot, and would like to see it returned as soon as possible, and in excellent care.
Our last records (that's lying, I don't like that – oh, bugger it, it just wrote that as well – and that as well. And that. Stop laughing, Crowley!)
According to the former owner, it may have been accidentally – very accidentally – buried beneath your floorboards. It's quite possible that, were you to prize them up, oh you've gotten biscuit crumbs all over the paper. And now it's gone and written th – agh! Make it stop.
Hrmf.
If you find the book, you will be handsomely rewarded. Crowley, don't snort, it's perfectly true.
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Date: 2006-01-24 09:39 am (UTC)RRRRHHGGHkkkGhkn.
Oh, Crowley, that's vile, it just wrote out what it sounds like when I clear my throat. And then it's just gone and written that. And that. And th – yes, fine! No need to get violent about it, goodness. Keep your hands to yourself.
No, the Jaffa cakes are in the other cupboard.
No, the one next to that one.
Splendid. Right.
Hello!
Oh, that was a bit over the top, wasn't it. A bit too chipp – YES, alright, Crowley, I'm writing it, I'm writing it.
He – no. To Whom It May Concern.
It has come to my attention (is that too formal? No, keep on.) that sometime in the last hundred years, a rather rare and hard-to-come-by (Yes, I know that's redundant. Am I the one writing this, or are you? …oh, don't make that face.) Book has been accidentally misplaced. It's been very hard to find this Book, you see, and Someone is looking for it quite a lot, and would like to see it returned as soon as possible, and in excellent care.
Our last records (that's lying, I don't like that – oh, bugger it, it just wrote that as well – and that as well. And that. Stop laughing, Crowley!)
According to the former owner, it may have been accidentally – very accidentally – buried beneath your floorboards. It's quite possible that, were you to prize them up, oh you've gotten biscuit crumbs all over the paper. And now it's gone and written th – agh! Make it stop.
Hrmf.
If you find the book, you will be handsomely rewarded. Crowley, don't snort, it's perfectly true.
Yours respectfully,
A. Ziraphale