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[chaucer_volante]

Gotta be fast, I'm at my internship, am supposed to be doing data entry but shit holy shit Roberts holy Christ

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[meg_lucas]

I built an astrolabe this summer. I could bring it to class. It's just a mariner's astrolabe, though.

[meg_lucas]

is it an ancient mariner's astrolabe?

[chaucer_volante]

I'm onto you, Marlowe. I'm onto you. Quit scaring the ladies.

[meg_lucas]

It's a new one; can't you read? I said I made it this summer.
14m3, d00d.
:PPPPPPPPPPP

[ejbronte]

Chaucer, you really are a dog. You've played fast and loose with Francie's feelings, as was made clear at the dance, and I don't care what your excuse is. No one thinks you bashed Roberts in the head, they know you're too busy thinking about what's in your pants all the time.

[chaucer_volante]

Heteth us dawgs, to hange oure tails for schame --
Dispreisen not the pleiere, bute the game!

[howie_lovie]

If it weren't for the players, the game wouldn't be played.

Be decent, and take the accusation, Chaucer. It's the least you can do, all things considered.