Revolving

(Randy's current connection is an unfortunate one that likes to make him revolve and repeat himself.)

Randy: I tore apart my room looking for my leatherman. I have 2, and couldn't find one.
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Randy: I tore apart my room looking for my leatherman. I have 2, and couldn't find one.
wintermute: So I heard.
Nyperold: Which one?
Randy: gah.
Revan: Hehe.
ThePhan: This must have been another room.
wintermute: Actually, Nyp has a point. Have you tried looking for the other one?
ThePhan: Hehe
Nyperold: I was reminded of an oldish comic strip in which this girl tells a boy that she fell while carrying a carton of eggs, and didn't break one. He, of course, asked which one.
Randy:
Randy has left.
Randy has entered.
Randy: I'm gonna eat
Randy:
ThePhan: Heh
ThePhan: Are you taunting us because we are not eating?
goldfishy: Looks that way
goldfishy: He's trying to make us search out snacks so we can eat too
ThePhan: I tore apart my room looking for my snacks. I have 2, and couldn't find one.
goldfishy: Which one?
goldfishy: Hopefully it wasn't the better one!
Randy has left.
Randy has entered.
ThePhan: Actually, I have an enormous bag of candy sitting next to me. I'm good for the next several months as far as sweet tooth snacking goes.
Randy:
ThePhan: HE KEEPS TAUNTING US
Randy: GO AWAY STICKING TONGUE OUT SMILEY