Expect a sudden influx of humanity and non-humanity pressing into what little private space you have remaining within the next 48 hours.
I don't get it. Should I be worried?
Go ahead and take a fortune cookie, there's a big basket outside my cabin.
((Apps? What apps? Yeah, make up your own fortunes. ^.^ Anita hasn't eaten the cookie, just
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...shut up, I'm sticking to bleach.
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How are you, Anita?
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[insert bleghing and spitting and shuddering here for all of three seconds]
What about you?
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Bite me.
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I think mine's defective.
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Anything happen to you during Hallowe'en, Kon?
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Not really -- fought a load of monsters, ran back-up while my fiancee fought the First Evil, gave out candy, did a couple of hospital runs -- that's about it.
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.....okay? Want what?
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Cryptic cookie fortunes.......knowin' it's camp tampered with, I'm goin' with the fail safe answer: perverted innuendo
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... Right.
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Uh, have me met? I'm Anita.
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