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 Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 10:03 am
::Makes another face and shrugs:: Fine.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 2:12 pm
Why do all of my cold always wait till the weekend to hit me? sad
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:34 pm
.... stare
gonk
still can't come up with a good movie costume.... confused
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:42 pm
*Bursts in.*
Iiiiiit's ME! HURRAY!
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:48 pm
*practices his dance moves*
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:03 pm
*Rushes as if she's late and goes into the kitchen to wash off all of the oil.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:05 pm
*Watches Rose head into the kitchen to watsh up.*
Well, well, WELL! Looks saucier than a direct hit on a Heinz factory. WOOF! WOOF!
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:25 pm
*She walks back in after washing up and snickers as she walks behind the bar as she had heard Jo Nah's comment. though unknown to her she has a smudge of oil on her jaw beneath her right ear. she looks to Jo Nah with a grin.* What can I get you to drink?
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:39 pm
*Sits down at the bar across form Rose.*
Break out your best booze sexy, and let's talk about me until my ride gets here.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:57 pm
*she pulls out some really old bouron and some home made whiskey as she snickers and grins at him as she twirls a glass in her hand before placing it on the counter.*
You sure about that? Last guy who said something like that passed out after two drinks.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 8:04 pm
It'll take a lot more than that to stop one of the Twenty Minuters!
*I smirk.*
Just because I packing the kind of tackle that you'd expect find beneath a Grand National winner, doesn't mean I can't hold my own in every other regard!
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