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[Nov. 25th, 2009|04:49 am] |
I'm out a master. Sliding down banisters apparently terrified him to death.
Pity. I was getting to like him. |
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[Nov. 25th, 2009|07:42 pm] |
Alright folks, this is it, last warning, tomorrow mid-day through whenever we're done or the food's all gone, whichever takes longer [Key West address].
There'll be turkey, ham, more sides and trappings than you can shake a stick at (though why you'd be shaking a stick at dinner instead of at young whippersnappers is beyond me)
Be there or be a four-sided rectangular thingy.
(party thread's here for anyone who's interested) |
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[Nov. 25th, 2009|08:23 pm] |
( Simon. ) |
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