Mads Call #3

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[Not that long after the fire breaks out on the SOL, the Mads decide to give the Satellite a call. Dr. F appears on the screen, looking highly amused.]

Ahhhh, nothing smells quite like Christmas spirit like seeing space nuts roasting on an open fire!

What's the matter, yule log get out of hand? I do hope you try it again soon!

Comments

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, Clay, it was a real blast.

Hey, why don't you try it some time?

[sailorlaughter.livejournal.com]

I know, right? Nice roasted chestnuts are totally one of the best parts of winter! Right behind holiday parties and presents and cookies and hot chocolate! They're the FOURTH best thing!

[solmidna.livejournal.com]

[Squints a bit at the statement, then shrugs.]

Are you just terrible at metaphors, or do you have synesthesia?

[...Skirts edge of IC for lols]

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

Why? Oh right, I forgot, there's nobody hot where you live. Even in the mirror.

[buildingproblem.livejournal.com]

Well now Doc, that's just coald. What's got your corncob pipe in a twist?

Still, gotta wish you ho ho's a Merry Christmas.

[alleyenobrain.livejournal.com]

Actually, to be honest, things burning in space turn out to smell a lot like things burning on Earth.