I used to do that, I seem to behave myself a bit better now. When I'm at home, anyway.
Morning internet.
(Esme WeatherwaxI swear on my tash it's daycent hash, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:06,
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Mornin' there.
*tips hat*
(The Dovestonhaunted by the memory of his own amnesia, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:07,
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Oh hello.
How is Wales?
(Esme WeatherwaxI swear on my tash it's daycent hash, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:09,
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Wet.
I think the cricket might be off today.
(The Dovestonhaunted by the memory of his own amnesia, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:24,
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Tis the evening here love.
You gone home yet?
(Spider Fucking Rivieragot stiches for a knife wound for the first time, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:11,
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Nope, flying at 17:05.
HURRAY!
(Esme WeatherwaxI swear on my tash it's daycent hash, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:12,
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Say hello to the turf for me.
(Spider Fucking Rivieragot stiches for a knife wound for the first time, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:17,
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Will do.
(Esme WeatherwaxI swear on my tash it's daycent hash, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:21,
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