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[sixfootwood]

Oi! HALLO YOU BEAUTIFUL INTERWEBS!! Yes yes, I've been gone a while, you poor things, all desolate without your Oliver to keep you company. I should be ashamed of myself, really. Quite ashamed.

I am, however, NOT. Shocking eh? YES YES

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[hex_you_up]

Of course you realise that the fact Percy's back should in no way hinder our Drunken Adventures. ...perhaps I shouldn't pass out at your place while he's there, though, eh?

[sixfootwood]

ahhh you sly, sly woman you. You just want him to turn that magenta color you all go when you're angry and stammer a bit before I have to snog him senseless to fix him.

BRILLIANT yes, anything that gets him all a'fluster is OK with me.

Ah the Drunken Adventures Of Ginny, Oliver, and Their Respective Livers. Illustrated by no-one. I think we'll sell loads of copies.

[hex_you_up]

It was quite funny. At least he didn't break anything tripping over my shoes!

I'M SURE WE SHALL. Perhaps Reno would illustrate! He's quite a good artist you know. :3

[sixfootwood]

hahahaah!!

Now, this Reno you say!! AN ARTIST YOU SAY!! I must meet this man, parade around in a fig leaf and whatnot--see what turns up!

[hex_you_up]

*giggles* Bet he'd like that. He's gogglegasm_yo.

[sixfootwood]

I've gone and made him a proposition. NO not that kind, awful woman. THE NAKED KIND!! --with the drawing. Yes.

I respect any man with "gasm" in his useyname.

[hex_you_up]

*giggle* Oh, did you, now?

[slobberymongrel]

Id buy one!

[sixfootwood]

We'd send you one no charge, of course Sirius--a man your age needs stimulating reading, can't let the old libido droop as one goes further towards his twilight years.

[slobberymongrel]

His twili- wha- my age-

I will end you.

[sixfootwood]

aw now stop being all righteously outraged, you've managed to dodge Father Time what with the dying, you know you're a fucking gorgeous bastard. Now Seamus has made a very mockable statement about his body being a temple down there that I think you should attend to.

end me? You sweet-talker you. None of that orgasm talk between friends, now.

[slobberymongrel]

Hmm. Damn right I am a fucking gorgeous bastard, and dont you forget your place, whelp. And of course you're right- mocking Finnegan should come first in all things. Priorities, priorities.

There we are, all done. IN ANY CASE. Orgasm talk? Surely I dont know what you're ejaculating.

[sixfootwood]

spewing forth nonsense, me. Always GOING ON at the mouth, Great dribbling streams of talk, can't get me to shut up, PITY!

Don't call me whelp, now love--you know you likes it when Ollie gives you a good....ride on his broom..wouldn't want you missin' out.

[slobberymongrel]

An innuendo has gone quite far enough when words like "dribble" start to come into play.

You're a whelp, Wood. And we've already discussed [elipses] broom riding. Cant teach an old keeper new tricks? Tsk.