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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Nov 10, 2008 2:55:59 GMT -4
Leigh took another swig of beer, and then grinned. "Yes! It'll be perfect! And we will also be in the book of world records for Largest Pool of Complete Awesome. Or something. I'm agreeing with previous sentences? Brain...a little fuzzy, yes? Hee. Sex in the vodka-Jell-o pool. That sounds like more fun than should generally be allowed."
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Post by Brody Rogers on Nov 10, 2008 13:58:51 GMT -4
"I don't think that category currently exists," Sera replied slowly, tilting her beer can a bit in her hand. "But we'll make it, once our pool is built. And yes, it does sound fun, doesn't it? I'm personally quite excited for the whole event. Although right now, I think I just.. want sex in general. Wasn't that part of the plan of coming back in here? I forget now."
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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Nov 11, 2008 11:49:33 GMT -4
Leigh pondered for a moment. "I don't remember either. I think that there's...uh, alcohol. And Hunter was crying. But she's gone now? Maybe we were looking for a ride home? I can't remember, honestly. I think we wanted Rath?"
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Nov 13, 2008 4:59:30 GMT -4
"My brother was definitely somewhere in the equation. But I think he escaped, somewhere between the comforting, and the sexy jell-o shooter pool. So now we have to find him again, unless you're going to man up and let me steal the damn car," Sera suggested, lifting her beer can, and giving it a little shake. "Probably not so much with the wise plans, sir."
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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Nov 15, 2008 12:19:14 GMT -4
"We should just go find Rath I guess. Drunken stealing of your brother's car seems a little...uh," the blonde considered momentarily, and shook her head, deciding to just go with the obvious, "bad." She peered around the kitchen door to see if she could see the redhead, and swiftly realized that this would actually involve actual searching.
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Post by Hunter Sommer on Dec 7, 2008 22:30:40 GMT -4
"Bad, juvenile, or possibly illegal. All of the above kind of fall into that category, I must admit," Seraphim agreed slowly, shaking her head. She followed Leigh closely, looking through the kitchen door as well, and seeing only one head of red hair. Which belonged to a certain drunk sister, and not a brother. "... I could call his cell phone. If he has it on him, which I think he may. Worth a try?"
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