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The web page was trying to contact Kathrine. Well, not Katherine, her roommate Ted. Ted was the one that had the TV with all the channels.

But Katherine was the one looking at the screen. Seemingly random code scrolled endlessly before her. She would wait for Ted. He would know what to do.

Waiting for Ted Baxter seemed like a good idea at the time, but ended up becoming somewhat like waiting for Godot, except that Katherine's counterpart Rosemary couldn't remove her

dentures even when we used the vise grips. "What kinda denture creme did you use, Rosemary?!" ask Jack. "Denture creme?, " she asked confused. "Why I used this.", holding up a

canister of industrial-grade spray adhesive. "Rosemary!" Jack spluttered, the oversized dentures clacking together. "Yes, Jack?" she asked as she popped the lid off the adhesive.

"Don't, you'll regret it, young lady", cried Jack. A press of the thumb sent the sticky mass flying at him. Rosemary smirked.

The goop got all over Jack & he started to panic but then he stopped when he realized it wasn't acid after all. Rosemary smirked again, "Oh no dude, that was acid. Both kinds." Flo

Rida could have rapped all night about this situation, but Jack finally took matters into his own hands. "Just stay away from me, b*tch! This is your fault!" he said to Rosemary.

Rosemary stared for a moment into Jack's cold, dead eyes. Then she took Rida's hand and the two rapped away. They could have rapped all night, and still have begged for Moe.