Discussion in 'EU Community' started by Bardan_Jusik, Jul 15, 2013.
Well I'm off to sleep so goodnight everyone.
Good night Swannie, wow this is one long song we are dancing to.
I'm gonna head off too. 'nighty.
Sleep warm and snuggly Swan....and deep, best sleep is deep sleep!
Finishes her dance as the music finishes....
The classics do have extended versions...
Night Mirax, sweet dreams.
Goodnight Swannie and Mirax
*noms twice as loud to make up for the missing people*
*steals the rest of the cheddar popcorn*
ooops. I had the jukebox set to loop.
Let me buy you a drink Addie
You are evil Bardan, but thank you for that!
Volshe!?! That's very unattractive!
Another Mal? Are you trying to get me drunk???
I'm not trying to impress anyone!
I would never take advantage of you.
I will say no Mal honey, see I like to be in complete control....at all times.
Sorry to ruin your fun Bardan
Not trying to impress anyone implies that there was someone, but that that someone either has an elevated status from the previous caring status to be above such minor physicality's or has lowered to a point where one no longer deigns to stoop to their considerations anymore. Fascinating Volshe, simply fascinating.
It's Ok, I will find other ways to amuse myself.
*starts gathering up all the ketchup packets in the BMC.*
I'm pretty sure he wouldn't care how loudly I nommed my popcorn
I understand, we rebels have to always be on guard *trips on the carpet*
Love it when Mitthy uses such eloquent language...
goes to sit back at the bar but is forced to catch Mal.
We do, it's all good, I got ya honey....But I might have a coke....
Smooth, very smooth.
*gets addie a coke*
*stifles a laugh*
OK all, that is enough for me tonight. I am off.
Mal, make sure to get Addie back home by her curfew.
Elementary Addie, simply elementary
As well he should not Volshe, when the ears be so easily offended it is better to lose them to the affront and gain the joys of the other senses then to let such a paltry affront deny the rest of the senses and in so doing inspire a revolution of the soul against the railings of a part of the body that so unjustly deprives it of such sweet repast.