This sequence was later reproduced in the International Tape-Extending Federation archives, retitled 'The Founding of the Sport'.
Tape Measure [Explained]
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[Cueball finds a tape measure.]
Cueball: Hey, a tape measure.
[Cueball extends the tape measure.]
extend extend
[The tape measure falls.]
clatter
[Cueball tries again.]
click
schwoop
extend extend
extend
Cueball (thinking): Ooh, eight feet. I wonder if that's a record.
[Beat.]
[Cueball imagines an olympic stadium, with three people extending tape measures] Audience: Gooo! Goooo! Gooooooo!
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New episode up! How do you measure a tape? Once upon a time we had to drag a chain across a field uphill both ways. But now with the modern convenience of a vintage or antique tape measure, we know precisely how long all our tapes are.
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What is this? A normal tape measure?
No, a friend! His name is Stanley
*blep*
99 cents for a pack of glow-in-the-dark googly eyes is money well spent.
He is my watchful guardian. I love him.
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Women aren't dating anymore, they're accessory-hunting. It's over for all of Gen-Y and Z. Sorry guys but the last good women were born in Gen-X. It's all downhill from here.
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Tell me a story about a gecko crawling on an orange.
The corpse of a woman lay by the window, overlooking a desolate stretch of road. (She had been called "Katherine." The police had not revealed the name of the killer.)
She wore a green blouse with a plunging neckline, and an unzipped, zipper-held leather vest. (The police would later tell us that the blouse was from an outlet at the shopping center at the top of the hill, the vest from a boutique near the bottom. This information would turn out to be important in the investigation.)
Beneath the blouse she wore a thin mesh white tank top with a plunging neckline and a plunging leather zipper jacket. (These facts would later prove relevant to the mystery.)
One of her long curly-haired legs was fully exposed. (It was the left leg.) She was facing the other way, and her ankles were crossed. (The bones of her right ankle were pretty loose; her left ankle was strangely tight.) Her hands were at her sides, between her thighs, her palms up. (Her left hand was covered in lipstick, and the ring finger was covered in a bright metal band.)
Her thick, chestnut-coloured hair fell over her face in a ruffled, sprawling pile, cut at her shoulders. (A large amount of her hair was lying to her right, and to her left. (On her left side, her hair touched the corpse's throat; to her right it touched the floor.) There was a lopsided gap in the hair at the back of the head.) A thick, heavy bruise, the size of a small suitcase, made a star-shape on her scalp.
Half a centimeter of hair had grown on her nails, but it had been cut off at some point, leaving bits of it still attached to the nails. (In the middle of the cut, a chip of white nail polish remained, as though she had changed her mind and stopped mid-way through cutting the hair.)
Her eyes were closed, though the eyelids were still raised. (The right eyelid was slightly taut and shiny, while the left was folded over on itself slightly.) From inside the room came an unpleasant whiff, like rotten strawberries. (They had not told us the source of the whiff at this point, but it would turn out to be a packet of herbal tea that someone had left in a drawer and had since begun to grow mold on.)
She was a beautiful woman, and it was a terrible thing that happened to her.
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Finally came up with a good solution to the "Metal Tape Measure Snapping Back On My Hand Hurts Like Hell" problem.
I'm just gonna make K8-T3 do all the measuring from now on.
Problem solved.
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