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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:37 pm
*stumbles in, full to the gills with booze....singing*
Jush a shmall town girl, livin in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin anywhere
Jush a shitty boy, born and raised in shouth detroit
He took the midnight train goin anywhere
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:44 pm
*stumbles towards Caitlin*
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey...
*wraps his arm around Caitlin*
Thish guy....thish guy here....thish ish the guy....
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:45 pm
Call me a Guy one more time, I'll throw you across the room.
Were you drinking all night? scream
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:49 pm
*blinks blearily*
Oooooooooh....itsh Cait...Cait...Caitlon...len...loon...lin.
HI!!! I've had a wee bit to drink.
*falls on his rear*
Where that floor come from?
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:51 pm
The floor has BEEN there. What do you think you were walking on.
::takes the dog off his head just in case::
.... You look like s**t.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:55 pm
Gee....I lovesh you too, honey.
*giggles wildly and takes a swig from his bottle and sings*
Once upon a time not so long ago:
Tommy used to work on the docks
union's been on strike
He's down on his luck - It's tough
so tough.
Gina works the diner all day
working for her man
She brings home her pay for love
for love.
She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not.
We've got each other and that's a lot for love -
We'll give it a shot.
We're half way there - Livin' on a prayer!!
Take my hand and we'll make it
I swear - livin' on a prayer!
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:56 pm
... *takes the bottle from him*
STOP IT. That's not helping.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 2:59 pm
Aaaaaw.....my booze...
Nothing I do helps...ever...
*stares at the floor*
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:01 pm
Hmmm.. Do we want happy Chris? Or Emo Chris? Emo Chris is safer.
::Keeps the bottle::
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:03 pm
Watches Chris
This place is getting classier by the day...
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:03 pm
*curls up on the floor and begin to snore softly*
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:05 pm
... CHRIS?
gonk Argh.. ::Lifts him up and plops him down on a bench instead::
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:08 pm
Forget the booze hound girl. He's out.
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