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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 20:55:53 GMT 1
*She got out from her room* Jooosh! I'm hungry!
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:16:47 GMT 1
*He was sitting on the couch, with his feet on the coffe table, half-watching TV.* Good, then you'll fix dinner.
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:18:00 GMT 1
Fine. If you want oat meal porridge...
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:26:43 GMT 1
Fine by me.
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:29:13 GMT 1
Damn. Just kidding, I can't make that *she sat down next to him* You better do it. And while you're at it - I don't want porridge.
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:32:08 GMT 1
If I'm making dinner, you'd better call the firedepartment right now.
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:37:48 GMT 1
Then chinese it is. It get to phone, you get the menues
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:38:45 GMT 1
Best idea you've ever had. *He got up and got the menues from the kitchen.* Here you go. *He sat down again with a loud thump.*
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:42:26 GMT 1
That's not true, becuase I have great ideas all the time! ;D *She reached for the wire less phone and made the call. A couple of minutes left she hung up* 20 minutes.
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:43:38 GMT 1
Great. What do we do until then?
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:47:36 GMT 1
I don't know. I'm too hungry to think.
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:51:22 GMT 1
*Josh found a peanut and aimed it for a glass standing on the coffee table.* Ten bucks says I'll make it.
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:53:04 GMT 1
I could always use ten bucks... You're on!
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:57:58 GMT 1
*He closed one eye and aimed carefully. It bounced on the edge of the glass.* Damnit! It was almost in!
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 8, 2007 21:59:04 GMT 1
Well, close doesn't make it. You owe me ten bucks.
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