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 Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 10:19 pm
I suggest in that piano.
*points at a large grand piano*
After I fix it, of course.
*flips the piano upside down*
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 7:13 am
*holds up a string tied to a catnip mouse* Here, piano. Come here, girl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 5:45 pm
*scoots in and curls up in a little ball in the corner*
Hello all... *burps out a large, sparkly, purple bubble*
Oooops. 'scuse me.
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 2:18 pm
o.0
0.o
>.>
<.<
*sniffs the tea*
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 4:54 pm
*twists some wire around Navi's finger*
There! Now the quarks can't get you.
*hands Navi a large mallet*
Now get those bacteria!
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 5:34 pm
Bacteria? WHERE?!
oh my GOD. There's a GIANT MICROBE ON MY SHOULDER! *licks it off, spits it out, and attacks it with rice wine vinegar*
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 4:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 4:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 4:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 5:09 pm
*notices snow curling around your feet*
Oh, that's so pretty...
*curls up in a shopping cart with a blankie, a Kurt Cobain plushie, and a pillow*
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 8:47 pm
What a coincidence! Snow curled around my head the other night while I was sleeping. Then he kept putting his paw on my forehead. It was adorable. ^^
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 2:19 am
I love snow! Is Snow a cat, a mouse or a hippopotamus?
*eats some cashew nuts drowned in wine*
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 11:27 am
You're nosey. You always have to know what everything is. *shakes head*
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 11:03 pm
I am! And proud of it!
*orders some virtues*
Shop servant! Half a pound of humility, please. A kilogram of charity. Five hundred grams of temperance. And ten slices of honey-roast diligence.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 6:11 pm
*huggles her Kurt Cobain plushie, which shouts "ALLEZ CUISINE!"*
Oh my. It seems that Kurt's hungry. o.o;;
*rolls up a piece of toasted cardboard inside a slice of ham and puts it in the plushie's mouth*
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