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[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

Feel like being a jackass again.

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[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

That so?

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

...this dummy replied to it.

Get out of here.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Problem, Hank?

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

You don't get to call me Hank. Only special ladies get to call me Hank.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Um. Okay. Whatever.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

Now go lick a lollipop or something.

[hornrimmed.livejournal.com]

I'm utterly shocked by that statement.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

Did your dog explode yet?

[hornrimmed.livejournal.com]

No.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

I must be getting rusty.

[hornrimmed.livejournal.com]

Probably.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

Though I doubt it.

How's your daughter?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

The better question is, when did he stop?

[hornrimmed.livejournal.com]

Exactly.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

How you doing, Mr. B?

[hornrimmed.livejournal.com]

Mr. B?

I'm fine. You?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I keep calling you 'Butler' and it just sounds weird. So, Mr. B. At least I assumed Butler was your last name since Sandra calls you Noah.

I'm good. Can't complain.

[pancakelover12.livejournal.com]

Fight the urge.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

A little late for that, don't you think?

[martyred-soul.livejournal.com]

Arches eyebrow but doesn't say a word.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

You need something?

[martyred-soul.livejournal.com]

You really are being very childish.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

You don't really deserve this, but...

Get the fuck out of my face.

[martyred-soul.livejournal.com]

Frowns, arms crossing, back straightening as her determination not back down overcomes her immediate sense of self preservation.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

You afraid of heights?