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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:47 pm
KittyPryde *walks over to the jukebox* The ultimate drinking song... according to vh1 *hits the button and 'Friends in Low Places' started playing* Um...Im in the mood for some Dashboard. sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:47 pm
KittyPryde *walks over to the jukebox* The ultimate drinking song... according to vh1 *hits the button and 'Friends in Low Places' started playing* Hm, I'll `ave to `ave a chat wit' Logan as to how he slipped a country music song in a Cajun jukebox.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:47 pm
Mssr Remy LeBeau *offers Clark a sample of calamari* Cala...? What is it? confused
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:48 pm
KittyPryde *hands another napkin with writing on it to Jamie: 'I made it with rum now that the nose is gone.'* Here. I wasn't going to cut you from the beers. *Grins and gives her a quick hug*
You're the best!
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:48 pm
Clark~Kent hmph. When in Rome... *slurps down Jell-O alligator* eek !! Water?
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:48 pm
Okay. Now I feel like dancing. Do I have a partner? Anyone? Anyone? *thinks* Okay, no more Ferris Bueller for me. I have Ben Stein in my system.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:48 pm
Mssr Remy LeBeau KittyPryde *walks over to the jukebox* The ultimate drinking song... according to vh1 *hits the button and 'Friends in Low Places' started playing* Hm, I'll `ave to `ave a chat wit' Logan as to how he slipped a country music song in a Cajun jukebox.ooH. biggrin Country music!! blaugh blaugh
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:49 pm
Clark~Kent Mssr Remy LeBeau *offers Clark a sample of calamari* Cala...? What is it? confused *Clark takes a big bite*
Fried octopus.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:49 pm
*walks in after a long day at the Lab, and sits at the Bar*
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:50 pm
KittyPryde Okay. Now I feel like dancing. Do I have a partner? Anyone? Anyone? *thinks* Okay, no more Ferris Bueller for me. I have Ben Stein in my system. *Morphs into Matthew Broderick.*
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:51 pm
Mssr Remy LeBeau Clark~Kent Mssr Remy LeBeau *offers Clark a sample of calamari* Cala...? What is it? confused *Clark takes a big bite*
Fried octopus.Mmmm! 3nodding its no beef bourguinon with ketchup, but it is rather tasty 3nodding
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:51 pm
But Remy. It's Garth Brooks. Ultimate of any country. And I looked. It's the only one in there... I think. *hugs Jamie back* Shhhhh *sees Hank* Dance with me Blue guy. Please?
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:52 pm
Clark~Kent Mssr Remy LeBeau Clark~Kent Mssr Remy LeBeau *offers Clark a sample of calamari* Cala...? What is it? confused *Clark takes a big bite*
Fried octopus.Mmmm! 3nodding its no beef bourguinon with ketchup, but it is rather tasty 3nodding xd xd xd xd
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:52 pm
*looks at Raven/Matthew* That's not funny.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:52 pm
*Nudges Hank.*
C'mon Hank! Dance with her!
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