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 Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 1:47 am
..I mean what's your business? I thought you were doing that game show.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 1:49 am
Oh I am, but I'm free to wander, not being a contestant.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 1:51 am
Frankly, I'm surprised, and a bit impressed, that you and Wilson ain't blown each other and the whole damn island to smithereens yet.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 1:57 am
You know I'm surprised about that too.
: razz ets the top of Spider's head::
Does your cellphone get coverage there?
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 1:59 am
I've got too many drugs to bother with blowing anything up yet, but the reserves are getting low. Except that bottle of ether.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:02 am
You know what they say 'bout a man on an ether binge, Jerusalem. Try an' aim the rockets where they ain't gonna kill anyone. Or at Osborn.
*finishes off the whiskey bottle. Tosses it aside as he takes out and lights a cigar.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:04 am
::Looks at the Whiskey bottle and eyes Nick suspiciously..::
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:05 am
*raises an eyebrow at Jan*
That? C'mon, now. I got a tolerance 75 years in the making.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:07 am
: razz uts her hand on her chin and Smirks:: Alright.. I'll let you go this time.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:13 am
*Plops down on the couch opposite Jan and Nick.*
I can hold my ether, no need to worry on that end. In my day the teachers fed it to us to keep order in the classroom. Fewer deaths that way.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:20 am
.... gonk
Oh Dear... I think I should sleep this conversation out.
::Kisses Nick on the cheek and then shrinks::
You two play nice huh? Good night.
::Kisses the top of Spider's bald head then flits off to her own room::
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:21 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:24 am
*exhales a mouthful of cigar smoke and grabs a buzzing cell-phone like object from his belt, reading it's screen*
Looks like I gotta take off too. One of the H.A.M.M.E.R. agents I'm running has hit a snag that requires immediate attention. Enjoy that ether, kid.
*stands up and casually walks out*
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:31 am
You're only four months older, you cranky b*****d.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 9:42 pm
*Walks in, yawning and dragging his feet. Tired, lets himself fall over the nearest couch*
Odd. Where's that laughter coming from ?
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