Well, bad words. Sex words. Stuff like that. Maybe not complete stories... :D
And how the HELL did this thing turn into 11 pages? :(
*snickers*
Daniel hadn't played with Morse code in years. He was rusty. It was annoying that Jack was tapping along lightly with three fingers like it was as easy as typing. Daniel's typing speed was 90 words per minute. He'd seen Jack hunt and peck. Maybe Jack was just doing that to annoy them. Or maybe when Jack was alone in his office, he entered all his reports into an online Morse code converter or something.
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Date: 2007-04-25 02:17 am (UTC)And how the HELL did this thing turn into 11 pages? :(
*snickers*
Daniel hadn't played with Morse code in years. He was rusty. It was annoying that Jack was tapping along lightly with three fingers like it was as easy as typing. Daniel's typing speed was 90 words per minute. He'd seen Jack hunt and peck. Maybe Jack was just doing that to annoy them. Or maybe when Jack was alone in his office, he entered all his reports into an online Morse code converter or something.