Pat and Trite, the Obvious Sisters, plan to go into television. They think that they can do better than anything out there now. Maybe, considering that there is nothing out there now, you ask me, except the howling need for a 24-hour fart network. I should pass them the tip. They deserve it. Step on the gas, kids.
Pat and Trite, the Obvious Sisters, aren't bland, they just act that way. So maybe that explains their desire to open an all-oatmeal restaurant. If that takes off they're thinking of expanding into cream of wheat, though at this stage it's still a distant high-concept semi-possibility and it will take time for the fright factor to subside.
Pat and Trite, the Obvious Sisters, have just reinvented the wheel. It's round. Again. And I think I see a patent application in their future.
Pat and Trite, the Obvious Sisters, are not convinced that there actually are any colors other than beige. Because what purpose would they serve?
Pat and Trite, the Obvious Sisters, are thinking of getting a pet. No decisions yet. They're still pondering about how many legs it ought to have. Not too many, but also not too common a number they think — something between zero and one, or approximately in that range. Perhaps. Depending on what is available at the pet recycling center. (They want to do their part.)
Pat and Trite, the Obvious Sisters, have a dog now. Malcolm. Malcolm has a degree in home ergonomics, but as far as I know, they don't even have a single ergonom in the house. Maybe he'll help them figure that out. They do truly need this kind of help.
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