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 Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:25 pm
*Grins at Freddy.* Totally.
*Looks over at Snow.*
Sssssssshhhheaaaaaaah Dudette.
Like you know. *Starts to do a simple dance, where she shakes her hips and moves her arms.* Your groove on!
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:32 pm
Your a neat chick.
*Runs out and runs back in with a Record player and a Elvis record*
Do you like the King?
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:39 pm
*She chuckles lightly.* Hey thanks man. You're pretty neat too.
*Looks and the record player.*
SSSSSSSSSssshhhhhhhheaaaaaaaaahhh!
Who doesn't like totally love the king of Rock man!
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:54 pm
Superboy but hes a real square.
::Sits there trying to get it to work::
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:54 pm
::Snow just sits and observes as if she's studying something very serious::
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:56 pm
*Looks over at snow white*
What about you Miss? biggrin
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 10:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 8:22 am
: biggrin rags himself in and takes a seat::... Urghh...
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 8:36 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 8:40 am
I swear this place is infested with vermin . . .
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 8:43 am
Ack! Snow! What did you need?
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 8:56 am
*Walks in and heads over to the bar.*
*Looks over the different beers that are there.*
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 8:57 am
Ack? What kind of greeting is that?
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 9:01 am
You just startled me... Princess... I am pretty tried from last night.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 9:03 am
I was going to ask you about that. Last night, when we were at that party... I turned around and you were gone. Same thing happened at dinner the night before.
Are you alright? Perhaps the pressure of the job is finally getting to you.
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