Kids Are All The Same

Nov 25, 2005 15:47

So I went shopping with my Dad today to Ikea, looking for stuff for the new flat in Switzerland. I wanted to pick my day bed, but other than that I was sort of along for the ride. At one point, in the office section, my Dad whipped out his computer and began doing something important on it. I sat down at one of the desks, you know, with the fake ( Read more... )

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asthran November 26 2005, 05:12:16 UTC
*nods* Yes, being able to still play is awesome!

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*can no longer restrain herself* asthran November 26 2005, 23:48:45 UTC
Penis!

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kafkacafe November 27 2005, 03:50:42 UTC
Why doesn't he just wait until he's in Europe and get his Ikea fix straight from the source? Hope he doesn't pull a Fight Club while he's away.

BOOBIES ROCK!!!

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spanishbubbles November 28 2005, 16:42:27 UTC
He's going to. But the apartment has to be ready for him, so he's picking stuff here to be bought there by the person outfitting the apartment for him. He plans ahead. And he's getting me a daybed. YAY, daybed!

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anonymous November 27 2005, 05:56:07 UTC
Cindy *shakes his head in disappointment* only a billion? How do you expect to look busy behind your librarian's computer terminal if any child on the street can see that you are typing at such a measly pace?

I mean really! That is so slow! Pick any child on three street and he can do a trillion. Try it, just ask one, he will type a trillion words a minute.

*sighs*

What has our coterie come to?

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spanishbubbles November 28 2005, 16:43:07 UTC
It's so true, I have failed. I'll have to go to typing school, I should be at least half a zillion before I even apply to library school!

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