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 Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 5:34 pm
[Bet ch'you've never said that sentance in your life. ^.^]
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 5:40 pm
((Can't say that I have. But then again, I've also never said "Admiral Kibo Botch" before this guild, or made so many references to shots to the head.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 9:35 pm
[That would suck, being shot in the head, and still live. Just think of the migrains. gonk ]
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 5:08 am
Sunny smiled and managed a small laugh. "It will certainly be interesting..." she said, trying to be optimistic. She looked down and resumed reading while enjoying the feel of Kibo's arm around her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 11:48 am
"how in the world do you live with these two?" Aubry asked.
((i have noticed that Jay isn't on anymore...))
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 5:19 pm
[She haunts the primary fourm page, 'stead of the RP section nows]
"With lots and lots of personal indulgences, yes."
Storm popped an olive into her mouth, hard on the end of her sentence. Zia and Maida only giggled.
"You say that," "Like it is a," "Bad thing."
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 5:43 pm
((The creepiest thing about those two is the fact that they can be so freaky and yet positively endearing.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 6:15 pm
[It's because there are as little children: innocent no matter their words or actions; pop out a few of your own, study them as toddlers, and you shall see what I mean.]
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 7:24 pm
((You sound like my mother... Only married a month and she harassing me for grandbabies. We can barely support our dog, birds, snake, cat, fish, and sugar gliders... sad ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 7:34 pm
[I wasn't saying you have to have kids, just that they make a good comparison to Zia and Maida.
Sugar gliders?]
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 7:40 pm
((Think adorable little domesticated flying squirrels.... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 7:44 pm
[...You say this with a straight face, yet, rag on poor Izzy for her dear crow girls?]
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 6:54 am
((Who said I wasn't laughing? Honestly, I think my cat is a minion of the devil and my dog is trying too hard to be good. rolleyes ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 1:59 pm
(((we have an over hyper dog at our house, but she is the sweetest thing!)))
Aubry shivered.
"hate olives..." she muttered. "always have and i always will..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 2:51 pm
[That sounds...awkard? confused ]
Storm, Zia and Maida all stare at Aubry with a sort of mixed horror and appaltiion on their faces.
"Blasphamy!" "Sacraligious!" "...That's the act, Maida." "But...she is still acting, isn't she?"
Zia considered this.
"I s'pose so..." "So, as we were saying before,"
Storm cut in before her daughters could go on another tirade.
"How could you possibly not like olives?"
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