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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:29 pm
Drop it, Rex. ***** on his way out. Let me get you a beer.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:30 pm
You really shouldn't be so hard on him, Wally. Healing factor aside, I don't think Jaeger would go after Iris. Were he that kind of person, I think he'd still know just how many people he'd have coming after him.
It's a young girl's crush. It's not serious, and it probably won't even last a few weeks.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:31 pm
Barbara_Gordon You really shouldn't be so hard on him, Wally. Healing factor aside, I don't think Jaeger would go after Iris. Were he that kind of person, I think he'd still know just how many people he'd have coming after him.
It's a young girl's crush. It's not serious, and it probably won't even last a few weeks. eek eek eek eek ..... question question question
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:32 pm
Not right now, Rex.
Take the beer and try to cheer him up.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:33 pm
stare
Can I go home, dad? Since you're all gonna talk like I'm not here anyways?
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:35 pm
Yes, you may, honey.
*kisses the top of her head*
Here, bring this home for your mom.
*hands her a box of sandwiches from the bar fridge*
Hey. Let's see a smile.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:35 pm
Barbara_Gordon Not right now, Rex.
Take the beer and try to cheer him up. Alright, let's try ... hmm ...
*Takes the beer and walks up onto the bar, shifting a microphone.*
Because this party needs to lighten up and I just saw the Prestige...
*Shifts into DAVID BOWIE!*
Any requests?
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:36 pm
*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*
Teenagers.... rolleyes
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:37 pm
Wally_West And it could have been worse. MUCH worse. stare Don't let the door, yadda yadda. Wow, you really can be a p***k when you want to be. Just keep this in mind. The more you try to cage that girl of yours up, the more she's gonna want to bolt. And you threatening people who have your back, whether you know it or not, ain't goona help you. I'll be back when you're sane again. *Heads out.*
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:38 pm
As I recall, you had quite the fair number of crushes in your prime.
She'll get over it Wally, I promise. Think about how strict MY Dad was, and I still think he's the greatest father in the world. Just give her a bit of time.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:39 pm
*polishes glasses with a vengeance*
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:40 pm
*shifts a band for him*
Ziggy played guitar Jamming good with Weird and Gilly The spiders from Mars He played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man Then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really sang Screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo Like some cat from Japan He could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'em to hang Came on so loaded man Well hung and snow white tan.
So where were the spiders While the fly tried to break our balls Just the beer light to guide us So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?
Ziggy played for time Jiving us that we were voodoo The kids were just crass He was the nazz With God given a** He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar
Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind Like a leper messiah When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band.
Oh yeah Ooooooo Ziggy played guitaarrrrrr
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:41 pm
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