Jargon of the Freaks (Work in Progress)

Bookshelf level, check. Space cadet uniform, check. Mannequin, check. And miniature award winning bonsai tree trimmed, che… Before Skypeo could check the next thing on his daily check list. The doorbell rang. He ran towards the door and stopped at the mirror to check his triple buttoned vest and JG tie. Check. Now he finished the last 3 steps words the door and pushed his spikey black hair out of his face with one hand and opened the door with the other. “Hello sir, I’m…” the young man at the door began to say. “Yes I know," inturupted Skypo "you are with the BWC magizene company, you just got stopped by the police and your car was totaled.”