Combine that with J'inn calling my cell phone trying to get me to install Eve . . .
A recap . . . .
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Die Hard: Hi diddly ho caller.
J'inn: Psst! I got some good stuff for ya.
DH: Oh hi J'inn.
J'inn: SHHHHHHHH!! This line ain't secure. SO you want the good stuff or not?
DH: What good stuff.
J'inn: Pure Ether Crack. First two week hit is free.
DH: WHAO WHAO WHAO I don't do that stuff.
J'inn: But it's soooooo good. Trust me buddy. Here just ask Kroma . . . .
Kroma: Moan .. . drool . . . must have skills. . . . moan.
J'inn: Ya hear the fun he's having? Ya know you want some.
DH: But But But
J'inn: EMBRACE THE POWER OF THE MMORPG SIDE YOUNG DIE HARD!!
DH: But but I hear it sucks your brains out.
J'inn: Oh that is silly. Here listen to Warsears . . .
Warsears: drool slobber grunt moan.
J'inn: See he sez it's great great great.
DH: Umm J'inn how come you can talk?
J'inn: Umm, well, I'm kinda getting paid to get people to play.
DH: WHAT!!!
J'inn: HEY THEY PAY WELL WITH ALL THAT MONEY THEY ARE MAKING!!!
DH: But you can talk!!
J'inn: Well you don't think I'm actually hooked do you!!??
DH: But Kroma said! . . . .
J'inn: Hey I have a high tolerance for addictive exposure.
<from backgound> Shopasaurus Rex: J'inn you've been on the stupid computer for 30 hours straight!! GET THE HELL OFF!!
J'inn: <cough> Boy I've been busy doing work at home. But trust me it's not addictive!
<from background> Shop Rex: And I'm not going to buy you adult sized diapers you're going to have to walk to the bathroom! I swear my mother told me that <insert rabid rapid fire bitching here>
J'inn: Ummmm. Heh Gotta run.