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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:07 pm
*moseys on into the Bistro*
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:08 pm
::tries very hard not to facepalm::
::Fails::
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:13 pm
The musician is facepalming. It must be a day of the week.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:19 pm
*sings*
He's gonna get some, he's gonna get some... From Colossus...his metal man love...
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:22 pm
*listens*
Don't quit your day job, Mr. Powell.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:23 pm
I'm pretty sure this IS his day job.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:27 pm
Oh.
What happened to your hijacking of the Bookstore?
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:48 pm
Hijacking? I run that place! For all intents and purposes, I AM THE BOOK GOD! scream
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:04 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:34 am
::strolls in, followed by four rats. They dash forward and jump into the pool, swimming and frolicking::
Stop splashing Dusty, Aretha II!
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:42 am
*is behind Piper*
Hello Piper.
heart
Care for a swim?
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:48 am
Hey Achilles! Jeez, I haven't seen you for....well, not since I...
Well, since that whole thing with the deal that one time. You know what I mean.
You, uh...haven't watched any TV lately, have you?
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:50 am
Is that your mesmerizing way of asking me if I have seen that advertisement your friend Powell has placed for your benefit in regards to your now being on the market for any other muscle-laden behemoth other than myself?
*bites lower lip and shrugs*
Can't say that I have.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:52 am
*sighs*
I did not ask him to do that. I told him that I was thinking about growing my hair out again, and the conversation sort of...spiraled downward.
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