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I'll have you know that I have never in my life drooled, so there. Your claim is a bust.

*and here a tongue is stuck out, just to add that extra touch of maturity*

*laughs* Never? Not even once? Perhaps in your sleep?

Nope, pretty sure it's not ever happened!

*not having any means of producing anything like saliva until very recently helps with that!*

And to think i've still not seen that phrase on a single bumper sticker. . .it's borderline appalling.

I agree!

I have a brother it more than applies to.

I think our brothers may have similar drooling problems.

Oh?

True story. My sisters used to follow him around day in and day out chanting the very saying you posted. I'm assuming that can only mean it is true.

You come from a large family then?

That would be correct. I'm one of seven. I can't really describe growing up in that environment any other way but. . .loud. I don't know how my parents managed. How about you, you have a large family too?

Nope. Just me and Shawn.

Sounds rather peaceful. Are you and your brother pretty close?

Very. Except when I feel the need to point out that he drools.

Laughs. Right of course. Because then he feels the need to defend his honor.

Exactly

What makes you say that?

My brother.

~~And others~~

You're not meant to like your brother. What about the others we're not all bad.

*smiles*

Some are worse than others.

I'd like to think I'm not that bad.

Well I'm not sure I know you well enough to pass judgement quite yet.

*hands out his hand*

Name's Jack Tyler.

*takes his hand, shaking it firmly*

Kara Spencer. Pleasure to meet you.

So not true.

So very true

Nah-ah. *shakes head* Besides, girls cry and get all snotty. Except the ones I date.

I have never gotten all snotty!

You so did. "Blair Witch Project" style.

Did not!

*counts with his fingers*

First the Little Mermaid incident. The guy from the football team.... He was in the football team, right?

First one doesn't count, I was five.

The second...and no, he was on the soccer team, I did not get all snotty. I brooded. In my room. With the music turned up.

You mean you were not a girl when you were five? That explains a lot of things.

.... I could still hear you.

*sighs* You know what I meant.

There was no way...

Tomboy...

*slowly puts his hands on his temple*

You psychicly heard me?

Exactly. ~~And no, a glass on the wall and picking up the phone when you talked with your friends has nothing to do with it.~~

Uh-huh...

~~You did WHAT????~~

I´m a pro, after all.

~~I just said I didn´t do it.~~

~~Yeah...cause I believe that.~~

~~You should. See? Everybody is happy.~~