Friday, June 20, 2008

N.B.

Tam is no longer allowed to consume diary products. I'm just sayin'

Computer room not all that big.

9 comments:

  1. Hah! you're just unarmed. You should arm yourself, young skywalker.

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  2. Um, so she farts in your general direction?

    (Monty Python...a veritable wellspring of quotables. Okay, fine...paraphrasables.)

    Perhaps she should indulge in a Squeak-off, given that Squeaky has just admitted to having a modest talent in that direction. Points for sound, olfactory impact, and color.

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  3. I read this and immediately thought of Og.

    word: tzardu

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  4. Yep, gotta keep her away from diary products like LiveJournal and Xanga. You never know what kind of angsty drama her suppressed teenage self will dredge up. It can get a little unbearable, especially when she starts the Emo music and talks about how nobody understands her.

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  5. Yet another illusion shattered.

    I somehow thought, that Tam being the lady she is, in the unlkely event she SHOULD she exude any gas, the odor would resemble fresh-baked apple pie with cinnamon.

    You can well imagine MY disappointment.

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  6. And all this time I was under the impression she was a shy and delicate flower...

    BWAHAHAHAAHAHAHA....

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  7. Tsk, what minds y'all have. Did I even mention g-a-s?

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  8. I think Paul wins the thread.

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