hey cecil, i want to like, drive a jaeger but i don't know how to build a giant robot and get away with it. any advice?
he picks up the bit of paper, UNWRAPS it, then readjusts his triple glasses on the bridge of his nose. ❛ hey there, listener ! first of all, i believe the PROCEDURE says you should drive to an office of the vague yet menacing government agency near you to get a license. to find our where it is, simply place a bloodstone in the MIDDLE of your living room, skip thrice around it while lip-syncing to whichever track of beyoncé’s LEMONADE you would like, and the knowledge of the exact location you need will come to you. if you obtain your license, congratulations ! if not, INVOKE the ninety-seventh amendment that states that laws regarding robotics can be bended if they do not suit your needs, and PROCEED. brought to any pancake house marked as jaeger-friendly, your license - or iron will to get by without one - will be TRADED for all the material you need to build your robot, as well as free imaginary pancakes. free of wheat and wheat by-products, of course. ❜ the voice STOPS for a moment ; there is the distant sound of dialing, a muffled hey, babe, another thank you, honey bun and a click before cecil is back on the air. ❛ now, i’m a RADIO HOST, dear listener, not an engineer. i’m afraid i cannot help much with the technical part of your question. however, i have contacted my BOYFRIEND, who is a brilliant scientist, and he told me to give you hiscontact details. now, take a pen and paper, quick ! to obtain them, TUNE IN again tonight at nine and recite the following : the license plate of the car closest to you, the name of your FIRST stuffed animal, and finally the astrological sigh yours would get along with the best. after your identity has been verified thanks to this PERSONAL information, you will be on the line with an expert. hope i could help !❜
