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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:31 am
Donald Blake Remy _ LeBeau Donald Blake *Looks from Betty to Remy and back*
Something truly weird is going on here...*Sighs* *points* You! The guy with the tight buns! If the wall was meant to keep King Kong out, why were the gates big enough for him to get thru??? question exclaim eek Because... ehm... they... wanted... to...
*Sighs again*. I have no idea. Why were the gates big enough for him to get through ?....How am I supposed to know!? You're the God here! Oops! Sorry Michael! lol And furthermore....you weren't the least baffled I said you had tight buns? exclaim I don''t know how to respond to that!
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:33 am
An unescapable fact indeed If you're on superteam, you're gonna end up transformed into an ape.
When it finally happens to you, I hope you remember this talk...
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:34 am
Betty Ross *calls up her latest test results on her laptop and turns it around to show Donald* You may as well know what I'm dealing with. *Blankly stares at the screen*.
Ah... that's.. A nice screensaver.
Didn't knew you were a fan of Scrubs too ?. wink
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:35 am
*glances at Donald, *
Huh?
Oh.. hold on.
*hits a few keys so the screen comes back up*
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:35 am
Donald Blake An unescapable fact indeed If you're on superteam, you're gonna end up transformed into an ape.
When it finally happens to you, I hope you remember this talk...
Don't forget the flying martinis and chocolate mousse that ambush!
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:36 am
: razz ats Donald on the head::... You're cute.
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:38 am
Remy _ LeBeau [ How am I supposed to know!? You're the God here! Oops! Sorry Michael! lol And furthermore....you weren't the least baffled I said you had tight buns? exclaim I don''t know how to respond to that! Oh, I was baffled alright !.
But if anything I have learned after an eternity living next to my brother, is to never take the buns bait. *Winks*
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:40 am
Princess Kory Anders : razz ats Donald on the head::... You're cute. *offers Donald a contract to dance on ladies night* Donald Blake Oh, I was baffled alright !. But if anything I have learned after an eternity living next to my brother, is to never take the buns bait. *Winks* *snaps fingers* Damn! eek I mean, oh?
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:43 am
Princess Kory Anders : razz ats Donald on the head::... You're cute. *Nervously rubs his head*. Oh thanks. That seems to be consensus today... *Distractedly takes the piece of paper Remy is handing to him*. *Reads it*.
Oookaaay....
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:44 am
That's because it is true. whee
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:47 am
Betty Ross *glances at Donald, * Huh? Oh.. hold on. *hits a few keys so the screen comes back up* Oh, now I can see something... is that- ?
*Somberly looks at her*. Betty. What's this ?. Is this about YOU ?...
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:49 am
Princess Kory Anders That's because it is true. whee *Smiles to her and then waves the piece of paper Remy just gave him*. Cute doesn't begin to describe this... stare
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:52 am
::Takes it carefully from him::.. What is this..?
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:52 am
Yes, it is. Those are my numbers.
*pulls out a vial of green substance* I've been staying alive with this serum for the last few years but it's got side effects. This is the last vial. Bruce is going to help me tweak it although he's not seemingly very confident
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:54 am
Princess Kory Anders ::Takes it carefully from him::.. What is this..? A contract... *Start to mumble*... to be... a dancer...
*Sighs*. Just try not to laugh to loud. *Defeatedly puts a hand on his forehead*
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