What was with Turnbull and the K-word, lately? "Turnbull, it's Vecchio. V-e-cchio. And unless you want to be responsible for kill-" Ray stopped himself. Fraser and the real Vecchio were friends, and maybe he didn't need to hear that kind of talk. "Either memorize it, or stop talking altogether." Ray voted for that last one! In case anyone was curious.
A pickle? Oh, Ray was in far, far more than a pickle. He was about to correct Fraser's vocabulary, when Turnbull did that thing where his mouth movied. He 'couldn't imagine'? The hell?
"Marriage!" Ray exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air and walking a few feet away from both Mounties. "The negativest of negative situations. The most pickled pickle ever to pickle." He rested his hands on his knees, and muttered something about Canadians have syrup for brains.
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Date: 2007-09-19 06:24 am (UTC)A pickle? Oh, Ray was in far, far more than a pickle. He was about to correct Fraser's vocabulary, when Turnbull did that thing where his mouth movied. He 'couldn't imagine'? The hell?
"Marriage!" Ray exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air and walking a few feet away from both Mounties. "The negativest of negative situations. The most pickled pickle ever to pickle." He rested his hands on his knees, and muttered something about Canadians have syrup for brains.