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Post by Seven on Dec 15, 2005 17:36:24 GMT -5
...can I co-host with him? *she says, rasing a hand*
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Post by Snape on Dec 15, 2005 18:40:06 GMT -5
"I think the choice is quite obvious." Severus sneers.
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Post by Renee Jacobson on Dec 15, 2005 19:54:47 GMT -5
*comes out of dressing room as if nothing has happened* Well I should hope so.
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Post by Snape on Dec 15, 2005 20:05:13 GMT -5
Snape gives an slight cough. "Now, what exactly am I suppose to do?" he inquires in a bored tone.
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Post by whisperingshadows on Dec 15, 2005 23:24:49 GMT -5
*fals from the celing on snape*
owwie u hurt my ass
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Post by Seven on Dec 16, 2005 10:35:08 GMT -5
it was probably one Snape's nose, seeing how pointy it is.
"can I PLEASE co-host with snape---or..or---I SWEAR I'LL BURN THE BUILDING DOWN AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!! WMAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHHAAA!!"
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Post by Snape on Dec 16, 2005 17:11:16 GMT -5
There is a pause. Snape voice can be heard muffled beneath Morgen's gigantic arse, "I beg your pardon, Madame, but get off!"
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Post by whisperingshadows on Dec 16, 2005 19:24:35 GMT -5
hey my ass is not big! apologise and i may get up
*wigges ass*
carful i may fart
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Dec 16, 2005 22:58:44 GMT -5
*Glares* Miss New York, would you please get off of our host. Serena, no you may not be Snape's co-host. And where we may not be able to stop you from burning down the building, but security can!
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Post by whisperingshadows on Dec 17, 2005 0:43:03 GMT -5
damn
*pull her big ass up but rubs it in snapes face one last time for good mesure*
happy now?
*bows*
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Post by Snape on Dec 17, 2005 12:42:35 GMT -5
Snape sneers, "Yes. And by the way, there's a lovely invention out nowadays. It's called toliet paper. You should look into it."
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Post by Renee Jacobson on Dec 17, 2005 16:48:08 GMT -5
Snape, be cordial. And Morgen, you need to get ready.
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Post by Seven on Dec 17, 2005 19:10:31 GMT -5
Serena is making a large bon-fire on the stage. Her eyes a opened as wide as, her irises dilluted. She laughing and grinny manically, uncontrollable and wild. She brst out into insane laughter, taking torches from the fire, never-minding if it sears her hands. She throws the torches here, there, everywhere! Burn..burn, burn.....flames hang from the ceiling like decorative ornaments of hell. The audience, filled seat-by-seat, as if sold out, by flames. She laughs, staring at this new materpiece of golden red, warm at the Mexican Sun, showing no intention to leave. It won't be long now.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Dec 17, 2005 20:52:31 GMT -5
*Blinks, shrugs* At least she's only burning the mini stage that we use for choreography...... *Nods to security who block off the small stage with a huge cage*
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Post by whisperingshadows on Dec 17, 2005 23:21:47 GMT -5
*sticks her tong out at snape*
oi ever herd of shampoo?
*runs off to the dressing room*
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