#patablegecko

Dear patablegecko,

I’ll take it!

Dear Concerned 8th Grader,

It must’ve been a lookalike.  My mother works for a real estate agency.  Unless she was giving you a crash course on a building’s history, I doubt it was her.

Dear patablegecko,

I had a different professor at Themis, but I heard a number of good things about Prof. Means from my fellow students.  In their words, he was a wise and patient instructor, so long as you stayed on his good side.

I can’t quite imagine him getting that angry, though.  What on earth could law professors discuss that would arouse such feelings?

Dear patablegecko,

I don’t really know what it looks like when I’m perceiving, but I haven’t been told that by anyone.  I’d have made myself a super suit a long time ago if that were the case.

(Translation: Praise Mother Russia, comrade!)

Dear Director,

You have received a letter from a Mr. Communist.  Should I put it in the “Important,” “Unimportant,” or “Bonfire Fuel” pile?

(Song in Letter)

(Previous Letter)

Dear Godot,

I have no objections to that.  I’m not too amused by your calling me “Trite” again, though... Can you call me Wright, atleast for now?

Dear Shelly de Killer,

I’m sorry, but I am not authorized to leave the space station, and killing humans violates my protocol.  Is there any other way I can assist you?

Dear patablegecko,

Uh...  Jeez, I dunno.  Did I go somewhere dangerous?