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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 12:39 pm
"oh, of course well im wide awake now!" Duri grinned
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 12:46 pm
then put those away *gose back to spell book*
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 12:47 pm
"fine fine" Duriono mumbled just before falling asleep on the table, drooling.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 12:49 pm
why is everyone falling asleep
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 12:52 pm
Duri started mumbling in his sleep only some of which was decipherable "God dammit......... Juicy fruit.................... its not funny ..................hey bule dude ............................ grape soda........... not all black guys like it ................... KFC!!.................... how long............. stupid gate.................... I'm a Firing mah lazer!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:05 pm
*wakes duri* hay buddy wake up
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:07 pm
"BLARG!!!" Duriono screamed with mouth wide open "oh hey! whats up?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:10 pm
u where talking in your sleep
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:12 pm
"I was? was I drooling too"?
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:19 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:23 pm
"oh, sorry" Duriono grinned and looked tward the bar "bet i'll make a good bar tender" Duriono leaped over the bar and crashed into the shelf "I'll fix that!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:25 pm
chaz shakes head "get out of their ur going to hert urself"
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 1:27 pm
"Nonesense!" Duriono shouted picking up the peices and pushed up the shelf "what'll it be?"
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