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 Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:44 pm
Morningstar said that they want to be eaten.
::Looks at Nick:: I never asked you what drink you wanted.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:45 pm
I'm not hungry either.
*Shoos the Mousse away.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:46 pm
::Mousses get alittle more Aggressive::
... gonk Umm.. I think their getting mad..
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:48 pm
Where's my steamed snow crab legs and shrimp?? scream
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:50 pm
CALM DOWN DINGUS! scream
::Walks into the back and gets him his crab and shrimp::
There. HAPPY?
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:52 pm
These things have some seriously ill preserved notions on self preservation.
*Continues to try to bat the flying Mousse away.*
Is there a magic word or something?
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:53 pm
Where's my melted butter, diiiiiiiiiingus??? scream
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:54 pm
Umm... No?
Lucifer said that they just keep demanding to be eaten or.. I don't know how they got them into the refrigerator. They probably had to trick them into there..
Or Morningstar did it..
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:55 pm
Quote: Where's my melted butter, diiiiiiiiiingus??? scream
I'LL MELT YOUR BUTTER! ::Stomps off::
::comes back with his butter:: Dweeb..
I miss Matt... crying Damn his computer..
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:55 pm
*takes a seat near Chris*
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:58 pm
Mmm...yummy...
*begins to crack open his crabs*
Thanks, dorkus.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:59 pm
PLEASE STOP?
*Mousse hits him in the eye.*
gonk
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 7:01 pm
Quote: PLEASE STOP?*Mousse hits him in the eye.* gonk
::Collects as many as she can and tries to get them to chase her::
I'll try to get them back in the refrigerator.
::The few she let out chase her to the back::
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 7:03 pm
*Calls after her:*
Thank you!
*Straightens his tie and hair.*
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