Disclaimer: Again, unnecessary

Three Conversations

Jeeves: You know what sucks?

Wooster: What?

J: I missed the deadline to be a candy striper at X (Local teaching hospital).

W: I'm sorry.

J: Yeah, X is the closest thing to Princeton-Plainsboro this side of the Mississippi... and reality.

W: All too true.

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W: I just want you to remember, when you receive this amazing present for your birthday from me, that I found it at the dollar store.

J: Is it House?

W: Right, Jeeves. They were selling House at the dollar store. If house was for sale at the dollar store, I certainly wouldn't buy him for you.

J: Aww. Is it Han Solo?

W: I'd keep him to myself too.

J: pouts

J: If they were both there, could we share them?

W: No. MUAHAHAHA!

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J: I have the most brilliantest idea.

W: What?

J: Your mom should date House! (Wooster's mom is an attractive single lady who is closer to House's age than we are, shares our fondness for the blue eyed doctor, and she also has problems involving younger men who hit on her constantly)

W: That's crazy... but amazing.

J: Just think! He's so not sleezy like those 20-something losers.

W: And he could help me with Bio.

J: And he would play video games with your brother!

W: Wait... if he dates my mom, then he can't date ME. Next idea.

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