Maniac thinks she has a name for me. I’m not so sure. You decide in the comments.
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Maniac Marketing kitten: * stares about from her cup perch*
That’s one giant bicycle.
HLS: That’s a motorcycle.
MM: Can I have it?
MM: Why not? Liza gave me her cup. Why won’t you give me the motorcycle?
HLS: From what I hear, Liza gave you that cup after she realized you’d pissed and pooped inside it.
MM: Oh…That’s not a problem.
HLS: Hold on! Don’t you take another step toward my Harley.
MM: I just want to sit upon it.
HLS: Yeah right. Leave my Harley alone.
MM: But I really need it. A brilliant marketing idea just popped into my head. I can use the bike to pull a giant banner all over America.
HLS: You do realize that pulling a banner that size by a motorcycle would not be possible, right?
MM: Why? Is your bike wimpy?
HLS: Never, ever, say that to a Harley rider…that is if you want to live long enough to become a cat.
MM: *frowns* Are you threatening me? I have PETA on speed dial you know.
HLS: No threats. I’m just trying to keep you from losing your head. Harley drivers do not take insults to their bikes well. What you need is a blimp.
MM: I have one. I bought it online. I thought if I could attach Jess to a blimp, then she could walk herself so Liza would have more time to write. Only it turned out to be a bit too much for a thirty pound dog to lead about.
HLS: Oh dear, is Jess okay?
MM: She’s developed a fear of blimps.
HLS: I can imagine.
MM: I’ll just texted the blimpie guy. He says his blimp is not a wimp. It can pull the banner. *smiles* Look he sent me a picture.
HLS: Holy Cow! You’ve got a real blimp. That must have cost you a fortune!
MM: *shrugs adorably* I don’t have to pay for stuff. Humans never ask kittens for money. That’s just silly.
HLS: So who bought this?
MM: I may have given them an address in Homosassa Springs, Florida, Hopefully they’ll give up collecting the bill after the gators in the swamp eat a few bill collectors.
HLS: Manic, you didn’t send them after a winner of Saving Casey’s tats did you?
MM: Clever, huh? She’ll answer the door with those tats on her face, looking just like the face on the blimp. Thus, they won’t believe her when she insists the blimp isn’t hers.
HLS: Does Liza know about this?
MM: This is MY job. Liza is better off not knowing. She get’s grumpy when she gets too deep into the details of my brilliant marketing ideas.
HLS: Maniac, this is serious. Bill collectors are horrible people. They will make this woman’s life hell.
MM: Not after the gators eat them.
HLS: You have to cancel the purchase of the blimp.
MM: Okay. Oh I thought of a name for you.
HLS: A shiver just ran down my spine…
MM: Are you sickly? Because you can’t have this name if you are.
HLS: I’m not sickly.
MM: Okay, upon looking over your websites I think your name should be
MM: Because it’s you favorite color.
HLS: How would you know that?
MM: Let’s ask your followers. Why do you think that I think pink is HLS’ fav color? First to answer correctly get’s her motorcycle.
HLS: No, they don’t.
MM: Never mind then! Have you seen the Saving Casey trailer? It does a great job explaining Liza’s book.
HLS: Wow, that’s really good. Did you do this?
MM: No. Danielle Fine/Definition did it. But I like it all the same. Once you watch it. You want to buy the book, so here are the buy links:
SAVING CASEY BY LIZA O’CONNOR IS AVAILABLE AT THESE SITES
FOR MORE INFORMATION ABOUT
HLS: Liza, thank you for sending Maniac over. She’s a handful, but a delight to interview. However, you really need to check on the winner of your tats.
MM: No you don’t. Everything will work out. Gators are reliable problem solvers.