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 Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:40 pm
*Stomps off to find more food.*
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:40 pm
My birthday's been ******** up. I fell out a window, I broke my van's windshield, some guy took my drugs, then bit me, and then these fat guys made me smell their under arms...It's like...whoa...what the ******** is up, ya know?
*Scratches self and looks up to Jimmy.*
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:40 pm
I wanted my fluffy....TT__TT
...Yay! *Finds her spare jar* Yummy!
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:41 pm
:: Hugs Billy. ::
AWW! COME HERE, BUDDY!
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:41 pm
"Hey Shawn." Rebecca waves, then bites her nails again.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:42 pm
DUDE! You're touching me in the same way Lodi and Lenny touch eachother! SICK! eek
*Shoves Jimmy off.*
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:42 pm
"Honey, if you don't see Cam, he's at summer camp!"
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:43 pm
Whoa, cool it, Kidman...You know what always cheers me up? A song...
:: Holds out guitar and grins. ::
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:43 pm
"But its not summer, Shawny." Rebecca stops biting her nails and looks at Shawn, still sitting against a wall.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:43 pm
Jimmy-San? O_O It's been a long time!
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:43 pm
No...That's okay...I can like...headbang to Nirvana later...
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:44 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:45 pm
"Shawn, your starting to scare me. Now whats going on?"
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:45 pm
*Comes in to find Billy and Jimmy in a Lenny/Lodi type hug* eek
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:46 pm
:: Ignores Kidman and starts strumming. ::
My body's to yours...
To feel this all...
Broken bones and broken soul...
The vision of you with the other guy...
Tears wash away the make-up from my eyes...
I believe in love's victory...
It is all for you...
I believe what Ducky said to Angie...
"God, I'd died for you..."
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