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Post by Sakurai Osada/End on Feb 25, 2013 0:56:40 GMT -5
"I'm not a part of that family," he said, "You can be, but I'm not."
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Post by Beet J. Stag on Feb 25, 2013 0:58:10 GMT -5
"No, no, no, no. You're the father. I can tell. It seems like we're bickering already. YOU'RE BREAKING THIS FAMILY APART, SAKURAI! THE KIDS ARE CRYING! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT WHAT YOU'RE DOING IS HURTING US?! WHY DON'T YOU TAKE ME OUT MORE!?" J complained. "S-sometimes I like to feel pretty, too..."
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Post by Sakurai Osada/End on Feb 25, 2013 0:58:57 GMT -5
He said nothing and jumped to the ground, walking towards the house. He wasn't going to bother with that one.
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Post by Beet J. Stag on Feb 25, 2013 0:59:49 GMT -5
J laughed for a moment and jumped into the tree. "Good night, little ones," he said as he drank the can of Enetron.
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Post by Sakurai Osada/End on Feb 25, 2013 1:04:08 GMT -5
Done?
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Post by Beet J. Stag on Feb 25, 2013 1:04:32 GMT -5
Should be, yep.
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