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 Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 11:41 am
*Lita looks at him, her hand on her forehead.* "That's ok. I don't take drugs from strangers. Especially ugly ones."
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 11:43 am
*puder stares*
"hahaha just as well"
*he throws his coffe down at her feet*
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 11:44 am
*She steps back, upset with the thought that she has to wash her boots again.* "What was that for?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 11:47 am
*he walks off*
((im just stureing stuff up i want puder to be heel ya see sorry 3nodding ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 11:55 am
*She follows him, still angry and having nothing better to do.* "I asked you a question... Do you know how long it's going to take to get the smell out? I can't wrestle if I smell like coffee..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:00 pm
"it wont take long if you start now " *puder said*
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:04 pm
"Yeah well, I didn't really drag myself out of bed and say, hmm, I think I'll wash my boots today."
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:06 pm
"well lets just say now you have a reason so wash those nasty things" *puder said with a smile*
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:13 pm
*Lita rolls her eyes.* "If I poured some coffee on your face would you wash that too?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:15 pm
"ha id have no choice but to wash my face but you wouldnt do that to me would you " he said
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:20 pm
"i know your expecting me to say it but on what" puder said
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:21 pm
*She smiles.* "On how well you can wash a pair of combat boots."
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:25 pm
" well arent you the funny one"
*he walks over to the food table and picks up a cake*
"oh while your washing your boots you might want to get the little spot on your T-shirt
*he throws the cake at her chest and bursts out laughing*
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 12:35 pm
*She glances down at the cake then back up at him.* "Aren''t you nice." *Lita lets him laugh for awhile and sighs, having been pelted with food before.*
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