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 Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:02 pm
Cassandra Sandsmark Donna Troy My mother, I don't know which one, told me never to except treats from strangers. * in between chewing* But she's just a sweet old lady Donna. What harm could it do..? * looks around* Do we have any milk? I don't have any on me, sorry dear.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:02 pm
*watches Cassie smack Kon* But not the youngers?
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:04 pm
Oh look it's the dawn of the nearly dead.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:04 pm
* Isn't listening to anyone running aropund looking for milk and is coughing a little *
"... need... milk.."
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:04 pm
eek
*Steps in through the door after throwing it open* ...I smell cookies! *Follows his nose, sniffing the entire trail, until he's at May Parker.*
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:05 pm
Spider_Jerusalem Oh look it's the dawn of the nearly dead. Eeeeek! its.. its.. its.. Spider-man! *faint*
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:05 pm
Careful Howlett, she could be packing anthrax. Or Geritol.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:06 pm
No! Logan don't! Evil cookies!
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:07 pm
Cassandra Sandsmark Donna Troy EVIL! Cassie gimme your lasso! I need to take care of something. Donna no.. we should respect our elders.. sad * smacks Kon-el across the head* Oww!
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:07 pm
Cpl James Howlett eek *Steps in through the door after throwing it open* ...I smell cookies! *Follows his nose, sniffing the entire trail, until he's at May Parker.* *unfaints* Oh! Mr. Logan! Would you like one of my cookies?
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:09 pm
-ports in and sits at a bar stool.-
Yo peoples, what's goin' down?
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:09 pm
Aunt May Parker Cpl James Howlett eek *Steps in through the door after throwing it open* ...I smell cookies! *Follows his nose, sniffing the entire trail, until he's at May Parker.* *unfaints* Oh! Mr. Logan! Would you like one of my cookies? If it ain't beer or cigars, its all about home made cookies. *Picks one out of the tray and sniffs it* Don't smell nothin' wrong with it... *And starts munching*
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:11 pm
So much for warning him about the Evil cookies.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:11 pm
Damn. I step away for a few minutes and we're attacked by the evil dead!
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:12 pm
* coughing Cassie fills cup with beer and guzzles it down trying to clear her throat and to wash down the cookies. After the drink she looks over at everyone wipes her mouth her eyes have a little bit of a redish tint as she sits down.*
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