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Post by Ebak on Jan 30, 2013 2:31:17 GMT -4
He blinks, a little confused. "Good at what?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 30, 2013 2:34:19 GMT -4
"Kissing, silly. And being silly."
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Post by Ebak on Jan 30, 2013 2:39:10 GMT -4
I blush "I'm not silly...I'm not even a proper clown" I hold your hands.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 30, 2013 2:42:50 GMT -4
"What do you mean, you are a very good looking clown."
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Post by Ebak on Jan 30, 2013 2:44:22 GMT -4
I blush "I look like one, but I'm not one..."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 30, 2013 2:46:44 GMT -4
"Would you like to fix that." she asked with a big smile.
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Post by Ebak on Jan 30, 2013 2:49:49 GMT -4
He rubs his nose against yours, the noses squeaking like rubber rubbing against rubber. "Would it mean we could be together?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 30, 2013 2:52:35 GMT -4
"Oh, but of course, Mr. Romantic." she giggled loudly.
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Post by Ebak on Jan 30, 2013 3:01:04 GMT -4
He smiles and nods "Then I'll do it"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 30, 2013 3:06:47 GMT -4
She pulls out what looks like a small rubber hammer. She then hits you on the head with it.
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Post by Ebak on Jan 30, 2013 3:07:43 GMT -4
Eyes roll comically as he falls over on his back.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 30, 2013 3:09:34 GMT -4
Stars circle around his head. She shakes him to wake him up.
"Hellloooooo?"
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Post by Ebak on Jan 30, 2013 3:15:38 GMT -4
He shakes his head "Where am I? Who are you?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 30, 2013 3:17:54 GMT -4
"You are Giggles, remember, you had a big tumble, but you are my boyfriend."
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Post by Ebak on Jan 30, 2013 3:19:17 GMT -4
I shake my head "I'm Giggles? And you are?"
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