They actually behaved today, except for the lighter incident. But that was provoked. I think they're still scared of me. I'm not sure why.
Anyways, the women decided they were going to "help" me because of the incident yesterday. Their "help" was more of an act of revenge, for me they said. While I let Beach Head and Gung Ho loose in the hallway while in wheelchairs, Jinx and Lady Jaye hung Johnny Depp pictures all over the wall by their beds. I still can't figure out how Gung Ho got hold of a lighter, but he and Beach Head set off the smoke detectors when they were burning the pictures. Beach Head almost caught one of his casts on fire.
Speaking of wheelchairs, Beach Head got a regular one and Gung Ho had a motorized when because of his broken arm. They were holding races down the hallway. Roadblock finally taped a sign to the back of Gung Ho's wheelchair that said "How's my driving?" then it listed my office phone number.
Gung Ho's also trying to Cajunize Beach Head. He's trying to teach him how to speak French. The Marine also lectured on the finer points of Cajun cuisine, because as he claimed in these words, "All you other Southerners have is fried chicken and corn." Beach Head defended himself, but I guess apple pie and brownies don't quite measure up to Cajun dessert. (Although I know I've seen Gung Ho wolf down them before, especially if Roadblock's made them.)
As a result, Beach Head has spent the day attempting to speak with a Cajun accent instead of a Southern one. He gave up after a while.
Oh, by the way, Leatherneck is currently seeing Pysche Out as a result of the Mauler incident with Cover Girl. I also hear that there's a betting pool going on in the PIT about how long it's going to take before I drop my pacifism and kill the two of them myself. I think Flint started it.
I'm sure tomorrow they'll be back to their normal "jobs" of trying to drive me insane.
Author's Note: I'll try to update like usual, but I may have to go out of town for a family emergency. I'll try to update when I can. Also, the Johnny Depp thing is inspired by an actual event. During my senior year of high school, I hung Johnny Depp pictures all over a friend's locker. (Another friend had cleared everything else out of his locker.) Needless to say, he wasn't happy. I'm sure he would have burned them at that moment if he could have.