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[haphazardace]

[ahh, camp! another bright and sunny afternoon, albeit a mildly ominous one given everything that's been occurring over the last few days. and yet, some people seem undeterred. in the Fabled Middle Of Camp (tm), music blares and several picnic tables (whether they were there before or not is a mystery to everyone involved) in various states of

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[commander_bitch]

[READY FOR ACTION]

[... after applying the rest of his lipstick!]

[haphazardace]

... Bitch that hat was so ten days ago.

[commander_bitch]

So what? It looks good on me all year around. And it's bringin' in the money.

[haphazardace]

...

It ain't existed for a year, yo.

[commander_bitch]

I'll still be wearin' it when it has!

But only with this outfit.

[haphazardace]

When that ass is done raidin' his mama's closet, you come to Daddy. He'll hook you up, baby.

[commander_bitch]

That's my Daddy~

[haphazardace]

Damn straight it is.

[princessisyou]

You looking FIERCE, gal!

[commander_bitch]

That's the only way to get the job done.

[princessisyou]

Rawr, baby.

[commander_bitch]

[kittyclaw impression, check the foxy nailpolish]

[princessisyou]

Dayum, that musta cost you a pretty penny! Your pimp mus' love ya.

[commander_bitch]

Daddy loves me. It ain't a fluke that I'm this high-class.

[princessisyou]

Maybe with you around he can start thinkin' about earnin' back those Benjamins he's losing. Lil' Dragopimp knows how to play.

[commander_bitch]

Daddy's losin'?