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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:25 pm
::looks at herself:: Ohh..
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:26 pm
*makes something that resembles dancing during the musical bridges*
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:28 pm
I'm on a strict no singing diet.
*Taps his foot to the song.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:30 pm
::Eyes shift To Hundred:: Oh come on..
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:31 pm
*the song ends and keeps staring at them*
Really ?.. no one ?. confused
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:32 pm
::Claps:: No one what?
I can sing.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:33 pm
Then come on girl...
*jumps down from the little scenary*
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:35 pm
I am totally not a songstress xp
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:36 pm
::takes the Mic and bites her lip thinking about what she's about to sing:: ::Then sings it Anyways:: How can I decide what’s right, when you’re clouding up my mind? I can’t win your losing fight all the time.
Not gonna ever own what’s mine, when you’re always taking sides. But you won’t take away my pride. No, not this time. Not this time.
How did we get here, when I used to know you so well? But, how did we get here? Well, I think I know how.
The truth is hiding in your eyes, and it’s hanging on your tongue. Just boiling in my blood. But you think that I can’t see what kind of man that you are; if you’re a man at all. Well, I will figure this one out on my own. (I’m screaming, “I love you so.”) On my own. (My thoughts you can’t decode.)
How did we get here, when I used to know you so well? (Yeah.) How did we get here? Well, I think I know how.
Do you see what we’ve done? We’ve gone and made such fools of ourselves. Do you see what we’ve done? We’ve gone and made such fools of ourselves.
How did we get here, when I used to know you so well? (Yeah, yeah, yeah!) Well, How did we get here when I used to know you so well. I think I know... I think I know...
There is something I see in you. It might kill me. I want it to be true.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:36 pm
Good job Patience!
And really, I'm not going to sing.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:40 pm
*enthusiastically applauds at Janet*
scream
*turns to Mitchell*
And you're going to sing mister...
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:41 pm
Thanks Patience. ::rubs the back of her head::
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:42 pm
Wonderful job Janet! You two are quite talented.
And nope; not going to sing.
*Sits back in his chair crossing his arms while resting his left ankle on his right knee.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:44 pm
Ms Janet van Dyne Thanks Patience. ::rubs the back of her head:: Great song... though I would have never pegged you as a Paramore fan Ms van Dyne... wink
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:45 pm
::Smiles:: Yeah, no one really does.
: razz okes Hundred in the belly:: Come on...I'll give you a present.
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