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[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

*Sitting at the table mixing dominoes.*

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[they-need-us.livejournal.com]

I didn't think anyone actually still played with Dominoes anymore.

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

It's the national sport of Haiti, a lot of people play with Dominoes.

[they-need-us.livejournal.com]

Well I don't live in Haiti *laughs*

I've never actually seen any round where I live. My grand daddy taught me how to play with his buddies, used to play every weekend but not anymore sadly.

You actually play or you just one of the people who knock em over for fun?

[teenageinsomnia.livejournal.com]

Dominoes!

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

Yup, Dominoes.

[teenageinsomnia.livejournal.com]

Do you want to play a game?

[sammy.livejournal.com]

*sits down at table with Tater in her arms and turns him around so he can watch Not Mommy* Having fun, Donnie?

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

Lots of fun. *He grinned and picked up a domino and handed it over to Tater.*

[sammy.livejournal.com]

He'll slobber all over it. *She grinned and picked one up, looking it over and the pile on the table.* You gonna stand them on end so you can knock them over?

[welcometo-life.livejournal.com]

[Wrapping her arms around him from behind, she laid her chin on his shoulder] Question. How mad are you going to be if I start calling you Old Man River?

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

About as mad as you would be if I threw ya in the river. *looking up he stole a kiss.*

[welcometo-life.livejournal.com]

Ah, but see, no more river tossing. Not for a few months at least.

[when-she-passes.livejournal.com]

*Comes up behind him and leans over his shoulder, watching in silence, knowing that she hadn't made a sound in walking up. After a few moments of dead silence, she asked plainly*

What'cha doin', hotstuff?

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

*He was rather amused at her behavior, and when she asked the question he paused.*

Makin' pasta.

[when-she-passes.livejournal.com]

*Grinning, she put both hands on his shoulders, beginning to work the muscles there slowly*

That's some hard pasta, boy...

[they-need-us.livejournal.com]

I didn't think anyone actually still played with Dominoes anymore.

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

It's the national sport of Haiti, a lot of people play with Dominoes.

[teenageinsomnia.livejournal.com]

Dominoes!

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

Yup, Dominoes.

[sammy.livejournal.com]

*sits down at table with Tater in her arms and turns him around so he can watch Not Mommy* Having fun, Donnie?

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

Lots of fun. *He grinned and picked up a domino and handed it over to Tater.*

[welcometo-life.livejournal.com]

[Wrapping her arms around him from behind, she laid her chin on his shoulder] Question. How mad are you going to be if I start calling you Old Man River?

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

About as mad as you would be if I threw ya in the river. *looking up he stole a kiss.*

[when-she-passes.livejournal.com]

*Comes up behind him and leans over his shoulder, watching in silence, knowing that she hadn't made a sound in walking up. After a few moments of dead silence, she asked plainly*

What'cha doin', hotstuff?

[heyboxershorts.livejournal.com]

*He was rather amused at her behavior, and when she asked the question he paused.*

Makin' pasta.