Inspirations are strange...mine seems to clash with each other when I have more than one. Which ever is newest always wins, as it seems to simply push out the previous one, and I can't bring myself to write about it anymore. I suppose its proof that memory is finite. At least mine is
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Reading things like those are amusing. You read about someone teasing, and it brings up a good memory of your own. For me, I'll smile and laugh. But it'll be true laughter. Not the fake laugh you give, when someone is explaining an inside joke to you, and you're not paying attention... So you laugh to make them feel rewarded. >_>;
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