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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 20, 2007 18:45:58 GMT
Angel laughed. "I'm never going to visit my friend, Lisa, again."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 20, 2007 19:03:45 GMT
"Lisa?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 20, 2007 19:04:33 GMT
"Friend from old school, looks a lot like a camel," Angel explained.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 20, 2007 19:05:08 GMT
"Ah, I see. Makes sense. Blame Gid."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 20, 2007 19:10:38 GMT
"Will do," Angel said.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 16:41:30 GMT
"Too easy to blame."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 18:02:26 GMT
"And he won't remember anything so we can blame EVERYTHING on him," Angel smirked.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 18:06:52 GMT
"Oh joy," I smile slightly, "Him and his short attention span."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 18:09:48 GMT
"Thank the lord for it," Angel giggled.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 18:10:50 GMT
"The great Something, remember?" I laugh slightly. "According to Gid's weird theories anyway."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 18:17:39 GMT
"How could I forget?" Angel chuckled. "Where did he get that theory?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 18:20:30 GMT
"Something about when he was-...when he had that brush with death. Something about one last chance to come home, or some deal or another." I shrug. "And he swears he hadn't touched any of my stash so...he probably wasn't high at the time."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 19:33:52 GMT
"Right..." Angel said slowly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:03:44 GMT
"Yeah, that's what I said."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 20:05:52 GMT
Angel laughed. "I don't blame you," Angel smiled.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:11:08 GMT
"He did. I'm an unsupportive friend apparently. But he was kind of drunk at the time." I laugh slightly.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 20:12:38 GMT
"Isn't he always drunk?" Angel smirked.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:15:13 GMT
"Very often yes." I agree, smiling slightly, "Or smoking. Or doped." I smirk, "Although he says that was only one time and it was my fault to begin with."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 20:18:08 GMT
"Blame anyone but himself," Angel smiled, shaking her head.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:22:09 GMT
"Well, that time it was fair, I guess." I smile guiltily.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 20:27:57 GMT
"Honestly," Angel laughed. "You're both hopeless," she joked.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:31:40 GMT
"Completely and utterly." I agree, smiling slightly.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 20:32:23 GMT
"What did you do?" Angel asked curiously.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:34:17 GMT
I hold one nostril closed, and sniff.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 20:35:32 GMT
"Oh my god! Were you mental or just drunk?" Angel groaned.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:36:54 GMT
"Fair bit of both."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 20:37:59 GMT
Angel groaned again. "I'm not letting you do that again!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:41:30 GMT
"No, he didn't...apparently. And I'm off the interesting shit."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 21, 2007 20:42:16 GMT
"Well, whatever. It was stupid and pointless, reducing your life span!" Angel said.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 21, 2007 20:46:03 GMT
"Crying shame for me. The alcohol, drugs, cigarettes, or general pissing people off and amount of enemies I have are going to finish me off one of these days. Gid's got a bit of a life, so it's good he's off."
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