tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26791026.post8486757437840117041..comments2024-03-26T18:28:06.391-04:00Comments on Evil Editor: Photoplay Challenge ResultsEvil Editorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03879826770199639420noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26791026.post-3143601003037446192010-04-19T15:53:02.567-04:002010-04-19T15:53:02.567-04:00*ROTF**ROTF*Sylviahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05925593802209715440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26791026.post-69617785823431339442010-04-19T10:01:07.595-04:002010-04-19T10:01:07.595-04:00That was good. No shit.That was good. No shit.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26791026.post-55906383403269181992010-04-19T08:23:28.134-04:002010-04-19T08:23:28.134-04:00Other submissions (Note that the photos and speake...Other submissions (Note that the photos and speakers were allowed to be in any order).<br /><br />By K.M. Walton:<br /><br /><br />3 = <br />She says, “A Thai love potion? Brilliant. You are a wickedly brilliant woman.”<br /><br />Mindy says, “It’ll take five minutes and then it’s a go.<br /><br />She says, “Five? That seems risky.” <br /><br />Mindy says, “Ten million dollars risky.”<br /><br />2 = <br />She says, “I can’t think without my coffee. Mr. G…NG…would like me to grab you gentlemen a cup?”<br /><br />6 = <br />G says, “Why are you smiling like a mental patient? What the hell is the matter with you?”<br /><br />NG says, “I…feeelll…good.”<br /><br />She smiles.<br /><br />1 = <br />NG says, “You smell like springtime.”<br />She says, “I just need you to sign…right here.”<br /><br />4 = <br />She says, “Hurry up, sexy.”<br />NG says, “I see two of you…and my…stomach hurts.”<br /><br />5 =<br />She says, “You don’t feel sick do you? NG just puked on my shoes.”<br />G says, “Actually, I feel like ten million bucks.”<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />By Bevie:<br /><br /><br />6.<br />she: Sales is a tough business. These guys aren’t sure they want to buy my companies’ software. I know how to seal the deal.<br /><br />2.<br />he-ng: It looks very nice, Ms. Donata.<br /><br />she: call me Charity.<br /><br />he-ng: Very well. It looks very nice, Charity. But I’m not sure it meets our company’s needs.<br /><br />he-g: You see, it’s a question of cost versus reward. Edward and I need software which will meet our diverse needs. I’m not sure your product does this.<br /><br />she: Well, perhaps if I met with each of you alone. You could show me what you need.<br /><br />4.<br />he-ng: So, Charity, as you can see, I’m mainly responsible for outflow.<br /><br />she: So I see. Where did you get this tie?<br /><br />he-ng: What? Oh. It was a gift. You like it?<br /><br />she: Oh, yes. I like men with long – ties. You know?<br /><br />he-ng: Yes. I think I’m beginning to understand.<br /><br />she: And I see you like the feel of nylon. <br /><br />5.<br />he-g: So, do you think you can meet my needs?<br /><br />she: I’m sure of it. My, what a long tie you have.<br /><br />he-g: You like long things?<br /><br />she: Yes. But not when they’re – limp. You know?<br /><br />he-g: I believe I do. No call for worries about that, Charity. And now that you know my needs, perhaps I can see what you have to offer?<br /><br />she: You read my mind.<br /><br />3.<br />she: Hello? Sally? I got the deal. No. No problem at all. Well, it was a bit hard. But only for a while. You got my assignment sheet? Good. Where am I off to next? Santa Clara’s Detention Center for Women? Oh, this is going to be fun.Evil Editorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03879826770199639420noreply@blogger.com