dammit Davis!Justin D. wrote:eliz.rubywillmann wrote:I would gladly pull out for Andrew to get in.
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::puts fingers to temples::B. Tribe wrote:To MEEEEEE! *commence headbanging*Reverend Jordan T.Maxwell wrote:...to me... TO ME...
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye!
So you think you can love me and leave me to die!
(okay, it's actually 'for me', but, fuck it.)
TO ME, MY X-MEN!
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android lady/Sarah wrote: Yes on all the Boy action!
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Jessica wrote: Amy, I'd love to whisper my sins in your ear.
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Well, we were all thinking it. Somebody had to say it.sara farr wrote:Nancy wrote:Sara, fucking racist.

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Now, if only we could find the translator he/she used, we too could talk like ....fools.KathyRose wrote:A long time ago, when Wesley Bain was leading the jam at the Hideout, we played a scene together with the suggestion of "playground." We were both little children who liked each other a lot, but pretended we didn't. (You know - real life.) Towards the end of the scene, Wes brought me some repulsive gift, which I of course rejected with a crushing retort. Crestfallen, he asked, "what do you want?" I said, "I want you to go away." He got this hurt look in his eyes, then he kissed me. It wasn't a peck on the cheek, it was a tender, genuine kiss. (I didn't resist.) Then he left, looking back over his shoulder. It was heart-breaking.
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There were far more historical-life shows at the Hideaway back then. Nowadays it's all ugly inheritances.
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