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 Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:02 pm
Stop yanking my ears Pickles!!! It doesn't feel good.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:07 pm
*covers mouth with hands to keep with laugh* Oh gawd....*thinks of a perverted comment but doesn't say it* And don't call me Pickles!
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:13 pm
You wanted a nickname Pickles, so I got one for you
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:15 pm
I think I'm going to have a lot of fun with this new nickname for you
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:22 pm
And there she stands, drenched with brine
The tears that follow
Mixed with the scent of wine
The sheathed tongue has done harm
No matter that it hides
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:23 pm
Melchiah of Nosgoth And there she stands, drenched with brine The tears that follow Mixed with the scent of wine The sheathed tongue has done harm No matter that it hides *wipes eyes again but claps*
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:24 pm
He wrote you a poem. See, he does some poetry
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:25 pm
Lol you were right*wipes eyes one last time,small smile*
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:27 pm
so now that solves this problem on this thread...
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:28 pm
Indeed it does Bunbun...but I'm still holding at least a little grudge against you for making me almost cry
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