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hamilcarbolger
((and this, my friends, is why I don't normally write o_O))
Jun 29, 2002 12:31
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Written in story format because *does this* *does that* gets a little tiring after a while, and not in italics because I love John.
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crantz
June 29 2002, 12:39:09 UTC
John loves you too. He is also putting away the axe.
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yuale
June 29 2002, 12:40:11 UTC
Ahaha, yay.
You replied fast o_O
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crantz
June 29 2002, 12:44:43 UTC
Pure coincidence, I assure you. I was not waiting with bated breath and counting the seconds until the post. Really.
May I have your autograph?
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yuale
June 29 2002, 12:48:09 UTC
Of course not.
Sure! Ahahah, give me your address and I'll mail you a postcard. Really. Why? I am craaazy.
And you know, it's always a good idea to give out your address to crazy people =D
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I sooo do NOT drool! :-P
bbolger_baggins
June 29 2002, 13:12:53 UTC
Mmmmhhhhhmmm. ::reaches sleepily to caress Ham and encounters cold sheets instead, wakes::
Ss . . . Ham?
::sees Ham in doorway:: HAM? Where are you going, Hamilcar, dearest?
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But it was cute... =D *ignores muns giggling in the background*
hamilcarbolger
June 29 2002, 13:26:00 UTC
I...
*gestures towards table*
I've a note that will explain things.
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They're so insufferable, aren't they?
bbolger_baggins
June 29 2002, 13:36:13 UTC
....
....
You're leaving, aren't you?
I mean, not just leaving right now. I mean, *leaving* leaving . . . you're leaving me,aren't you?
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It's like they think they own the place, or something
hamilcarbolger
June 29 2002, 13:39:30 UTC
No, not you. Not... just you.
The letter... explains.
*quickly ducks behind the door and walks briskly away*
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You replied fast o_O
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May I have your autograph?
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Sure! Ahahah, give me your address and I'll mail you a postcard. Really. Why? I am craaazy.
And you know, it's always a good idea to give out your address to crazy people =D
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Ss . . . Ham?
::sees Ham in doorway:: HAM? Where are you going, Hamilcar, dearest?
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*gestures towards table*
I've a note that will explain things.
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....
You're leaving, aren't you?
I mean, not just leaving right now. I mean, *leaving* leaving . . . you're leaving me,aren't you?
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The letter... explains.
*quickly ducks behind the door and walks briskly away*
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