Last installment of the anagram arc unless you give me give me ideas (hinthint).
Hansoms Man Tan (Anagram, 3)
November 3, 2011
"That's enough of me, guys. Time to move on to something else. Or someone else..." Tucker announced.
Sam immediately objected. "Oh no."
"Oh yes!" Danny grinned, already beginning to type her name into the web browser.
"No way are we doing me. That's... not cool. No."
"Oh, come on, Sam! It's only fair. You started this; you have to deal with the consequences."
Sam was about to protest further when Danny snorted. "Seriously? Manana Ham Snots?" he choked out, incredulously.
"What?" Tucker yelled. "That's priceless. And... ooh, Sam, you're an anon. mast shaman."
"Or a hansom Satan man..." she grumbled.
Happier Swimmings!