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Jun 01, 2009 14:19

Bâtard! Where are my skirts?

It was only a smile, after all.

Right. This is war.

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lettiegirl June 1 2009, 20:13:56 UTC
I'm afraid to ask but... do I sense trouble brewing in the homestead? Can I come watch you two duke it out? I'll sell tickets!

Plus it's an excuse to see you and I miss you.

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bewaretheteeth June 1 2009, 20:35:14 UTC
If I did not think fighting him would mean my lanmò, ma cher, you could certainly come and watch, but alas, I shall not raise a fist to ma zanmi Jack.

This does not preclude other retaliations, of course.

I miss you as well! You can, of course, always simply come by to see me. ;) Or shall I come and find you? A game of hide-and-go-seek, campus-wide! I am good at finding, cheri.

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donneundone June 2 2009, 13:09:01 UTC
You touched my pie. I touched your skirts. I didn't damage them in any way. Just like you didn't damage my pie. As a matter of fact, they never left the room!

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bewaretheteeth June 2 2009, 18:31:04 UTC
Men wi, it is true, but I did not remove the pie entirely from your sight.

And I am out of rad! And out of quarters to wash more! :(

Do not make a pretty little Creole boy cry, zanmi; it would weigh on your soul for all time.

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donneundone June 3 2009, 00:08:34 UTC
Look up.

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lettiegirl June 4 2009, 13:10:58 UTC
Jack, you're a jerk. But one I could use a visit to so I can thank you for being less of a jerk with Sammie than you are with Bram. Do you pick on Bram because you wuv him like my mom said was the reason boys picked on me in school?

Also, Bram, I stopped by Ink Noir. I thought you might be there. You were not. So I went home and crashed. was v. tired.

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