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 Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 2:10 am
Well, I will leave you to enjoy your excesses.
*flies off*
(Good night!)
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 8:02 am
*walks in to find Logan passed out on the bar* Right then. *grabs him and phases him into the backroom onto the cot set up back there*
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 10:04 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 10:19 am
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Linda Lee Danvers Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 10:32 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 10:37 am
I still have two days of poems. Then I'll get around to missing folks.
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Linda Lee Danvers Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 10:40 am
Oh really? And Zod is not the one sending these poems, is he? Another rooster in the henhouse.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 10:45 am
Zod's taking a break from guilds to get some nagging av edits done. HIS LOSS!
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Linda Lee Danvers Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 10:49 am
Ooh, secret lovers! Any clues for me to get online with? I have the Enquirer on speed dial too.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:02 am
Don't you have enough mystery and intruigue on your hands right now?
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Linda Lee Danvers Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:08 am
gonk
*Stumbles from the back room, holding his head* Flamin' christ.... THIS is what a hang over feels like...?
*Sits down at the bar and lays his head down wrapping his arms around it*
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:16 am
*Hands Logan a bottle of Vodka.*
Here, this will help you feel better. heart
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:19 am
Afternoon Logan. Looks like you had quite the party...
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:51 am
*Groans* ....That stuff Kal-L's brewin' is lethal... *Mumbles into his arms* ...I wish my super healing factor would kick in finally... gonk
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 1:21 pm
*Walks in noticing her dad slumped over the table with a full bottle of Vodka beside him set there earlier by Patsy.*
I don't believe it, my dad's become a friggen lightweight! I don't know whether to laugh or be ashamed.
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