Hey!

[xp_tarot]

Can someone make Doug and Jamie stop making fun of me?

I didn't mean it that way and I didn't do anything!

Edit: Sock fight! Requesting assistance! And socks!

Comments

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

Not going to happen, Angie. You left yourself wide open. The lady doth protest _way_ too much.

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.

No matter how clear those feelings are. *runs* :D

I what?

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I did not .. do whatever you think I did!

Oooooh.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I am going to ...

do something horrible to you, Jamie Madrox!

I just do not know what yet. So you can stew on it and wonder!

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Quaking in my boots. Except I'm not wearing them, so I'm quaking in my socks.

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Good. That is as it should be!

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Well, I stopped quaking already. Hard to sustain, quaking. Especially when you're not wearing boots.

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[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

Um, Angie, I think he was being sarcastic.

Oh dear.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Point me at them, I'll come beat them up for you.

*tries to look fierce*

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Oh.

...

Darn. It is hard to tell with just the words on the screen.

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

They said they locked the door!

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Doug locked the door. I personally prefer to bank on safety in numbers. :)

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[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Well isn't it handy that I seem to have a breaking through doors husk?

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

It is still locked!

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, because I'm too lazy to go over and unlock it.

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

You do?

Does it break the door? Because I think that would make the teachers mad, and I don't want to make anyone mad.

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[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Drat, good point.

Perhaps I could manage a picking of locks husk.

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Perhaps this is the time to mention I've been consulting with Sam regarding ticklish spots? :)

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[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

That would be why the bookcase has been conveniently moved to block the door for the moment.

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

You should unlock it so I can throw socks at you.

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

I wondered why you were doing that.

I bet she can manage a wall-climbing husk, y'know.

OK, yeah, so watching Doug run around the room moving furniture is almost as fun as teasing Marie-Ange . . .

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Would would that be made of?

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Perhaps this is the time I should mention my large collection of socks that I can throw at you?

Or that I know where Artie hid the last bag of water balloons?

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Ooh! Sock fight!

Yell at Doug until he moves the bookshelf. I want some of that action.

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

That is cheating!

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

This is not fun! It is embarassing, and espically because there is nothing to tease about, because what you are thinking isn't right.

No matter what Doug says.

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[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

How is that cheating? I moved the bookcase to make sure you can't get in to wreak your dastardly revenge.

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Dude, sock fight has been called. Move the darn shelf back.

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I will.

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

It is cheating because Jamie is dating the girl who could get in there to put ketchup in your shoes so I can't ask her!

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[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

I just calls 'em like I sees 'em.

Besides, you're about to get the sock-pummelling of a lifetime. I did laundry yesterday. :)

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[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I have stockings and no boy-sock can defeat stockings.

And wool socks.

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[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

You can always _ask_. If the reason is right I might even agree, although I must say katchup is kind of not my thing.

As a side note, denial rarely works, particularly not against Doug.