Even though it happened nearly twelve hours ago, I'm JUST NOW getting over the shakes associated with the single most frightening thing in the history of what I can remember
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Okay, yeah, I'm being reclusive. I was actually doing better, but now I'm just as bad as when I was a freshman. I never went anywhere or talked to anyone back then. Let's hook up this weekend, okay? I don't want to be a hermit again.
And I can see why you were shitting yourself over your kids... I'd be terrified if I were in your position and saw my kids playing with snakes... (of course, I don't plan on reproducing, because I'm pretty sure that would be a sin against nature) Everyone okay now, though?
Gonna pick either Hunter or Dilan for ring bearer? And after I spent all that time working on my speech you're not gonna pick me! Haha!
You're more reclusive than a snipe! ... says Hunter. Smart kid. I'm free Saturday around Midnight when I get off work! Stay awake and we'll go tear the town a new one. >D Or, you know, lose ourselves in a pub
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A snipe? He's watched "Up" with you as well? His mom was here last weekend bitching out Demyx over something or other and he grabbed me, sat me down and told me to watch this movie with him. But I'm actually all for tearing the town a new one. A little fear is good for the general public!
I think I'll pass on the snake rattle... I think Galen was here shooting snakes it our yard yesterday. We were all just staying inside to avoid him cos he woke up like a bear with a sore head cos he was hungover... Figured if we asked him he'd shoot us next.
Hope he's going to be okay. Poor dog.
I don't think Hunter could take that kind of duty, either... he's only seven, not seventeen! And can I do the whole Best Man thing without getting stabbed? I'm actually trying to see how long I can go without getting any steel impaled into my skin. I'm doing well so far.
He hasn't yet, but we went Snipe Hunting a few weeks ago on a little over-night camp out in the back yard. Why does she always go over there to bitch? I never find out she's mad until after she's done being mad... way to confide in your future husband, right? FEAR KEEPS THEM ON THEIR TOES
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He says he carries it round to friends' houses to watch it with them. He has a whole pocket in his pack for it. Weird love of a movie there. And she was not bitching at him because she was mad about something, she was mad AT Demyx for some reason or other, so she went for his jugular.
I'll send him your way when he's hungover next. Should be Friday.
At least he's being well looked after by everyone. That's good.
But he's a kid! He's not going to sit there; he's going to run around in circles and scream and get hyper on cake! He's gonna be throwing it as well, so you may want to think carefully about what cake you get... Well, if it's a rite of passage, can it be a butter knife or something? And you already know I can take damage! You've rattled around my insides!
Think maybe he feels like he can relate to the kid in it? Maybe I should take him to get ice cream and count cars with him. :P What was she bitching about? What'd he do? It seems like that poor mullet-host can't go two days without someone after his ass about something!
Pfft, Friday's no good. I'm going hunting TONIGHT! As soon as it cools down. No snake's gonna be out in this heat.
Wanna come over and give him love, too? You're, like, his third or fourth favorite person in the world! Maybe 'cause you smell like Roxy... and aren't afraid to take him to the deep parts of the beach. :P
Ah, he knows better than to misbehave. The Old Bat will be there. She has some sort of strange ability to calm even the most unruly child. Your insides were neat! :D Instead of a knife, why don't I just fire it at you with a NERF dart or something? :P
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Okay, yeah, I'm being reclusive. I was actually doing better, but now I'm just as bad as when I was a freshman. I never went anywhere or talked to anyone back then. Let's hook up this weekend, okay? I don't want to be a hermit again.
And I can see why you were shitting yourself over your kids... I'd be terrified if I were in your position and saw my kids playing with snakes... (of course, I don't plan on reproducing, because I'm pretty sure that would be a sin against nature) Everyone okay now, though?
Gonna pick either Hunter or Dilan for ring bearer? And after I spent all that time working on my speech you're not gonna pick me! Haha!
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I think I'll pass on the snake rattle... I think Galen was here shooting snakes it our yard yesterday. We were all just staying inside to avoid him cos he woke up like a bear with a sore head cos he was hungover... Figured if we asked him he'd shoot us next.
Hope he's going to be okay. Poor dog.
I don't think Hunter could take that kind of duty, either... he's only seven, not seventeen! And can I do the whole Best Man thing without getting stabbed? I'm actually trying to see how long I can go without getting any steel impaled into my skin. I'm doing well so far.
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I'll send him your way when he's hungover next. Should be Friday.
At least he's being well looked after by everyone. That's good.
But he's a kid! He's not going to sit there; he's going to run around in circles and scream and get hyper on cake! He's gonna be throwing it as well, so you may want to think carefully about what cake you get... Well, if it's a rite of passage, can it be a butter knife or something? And you already know I can take damage! You've rattled around my insides!
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Pfft, Friday's no good. I'm going hunting TONIGHT! As soon as it cools down. No snake's gonna be out in this heat.
Wanna come over and give him love, too? You're, like, his third or fourth favorite person in the world! Maybe 'cause you smell like Roxy... and aren't afraid to take him to the deep parts of the beach. :P
Ah, he knows better than to misbehave. The Old Bat will be there. She has some sort of strange ability to calm even the most unruly child. Your insides were neat! :D Instead of a knife, why don't I just fire it at you with a NERF dart or something? :P
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