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 Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 6:53 pm
Um... do you accept friend requests? sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 6:55 pm
If I like the person, then yes.
(Did I say that you were hawt, Mika?)
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 6:57 pm
Ah. Do you like me, then? (No, you did not. You said that because I had blue hair, we could never be together... *soap opera faint*)
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:18 pm
Of course, you're a cool buddy.
(Sorry! I didn't know what I was talking about then! I was drunk! I still love you! ...marry me, please?)
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:21 pm
Meep! Your bear cuteness is too much. *glomps*
(If that's true... then all these years... you've been drunk? Yes, I'll marry you... *magically gets amnesia* Ew... you're touching me. No, I'm touching you.... why do I always find myself glomping strangers??? *runs away*)
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:28 pm
Wait! My love! Where are you going? [sobs]
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:33 pm
Who are you?? Who am I??? *jumps off a bridge in slow motion* Ah, a commercial! I'm saved! *super glomp* I'm alive for the next three minutes. Then I'll be paused an inch above the water and the audience will get to vote on my fate.
1. I drown and you commit suicide, blinded by your grief.
2. You save me and nurse me back to health, making me fall in love with you again.
3. I survive and live without your sweet love, oblivious to my enamored stalker. (You.) I'm leaning toward option 1 myself. Naw, just kidding.
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Xumbra generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
1!
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:38 pm
Oh! Commercial break! Sweet! It's time to vote!
[randomly picks a number]
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:42 pm
Wow. *drowns* Choose your path of self-destruction wisely.
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:52 pm
Oh no! My love! She is dead! I cannot possibly hope to live life any longer! Oh no, the torture!
[grabs a gun and points to own head] --OOH PLANE
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:57 pm
Xumbra, I thought we were bear buddies!!!!
Pooor qqqueee Mari- er, Xumbra, porr qqquee?!?!?
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:58 pm
*looks down at you from heaven* Oh, his love for me is so little that he is distracted by a shiny airplane.... wait, I thought suicide was bad... so how did I end up in heaven? Oh, well. That's for the diabolical script writers to find out.
- THE WRITING ROOM -
Mwahahaha!! Those old ladies won't know what hit them! I bet they'll have heart attacks right then and there.... but then they won't see how the world ends when Mrs. Robinson's deranged uncle constructs a nuclear warhead and explodes all of Palm Beach and its surrounding suburbs! BWAHAHAHA!!!!
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:08 pm
Porque el...es muy grande. Y tu...chaquito.
Sorry, had to throw the Pablo Francisco thing in there.
Meanwhile...
...[continues to watch the plane]
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:59 pm
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