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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 0:13:05 GMT -5
".... Okay. Fine. He's my boyfriend. He's my foster brother, and he's my boyfriend. Say anything you want. I'm prepared."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 0:14:11 GMT -5
"Shouldn't that be a tip more than anything?" she raised an eyebrow.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 0:25:23 GMT -5
"Yea well.... you can't help what you can't help!" she finalized the conversation. "Che sar`a, sar`a."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 16:09:50 GMT -5
"Try Italian, you dork," she threw a piece of muffin at him. "It means, what will be, will be."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 17:33:33 GMT -5
"I'm not," she threw another piece at him. "I'm playing with your food."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 23:09:46 GMT -5
She threw another piece. "Friends don't call friends 'babe'."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 23:12:57 GMT -5
"And I will smack you," she bounced a piece off his forehead.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 23:15:41 GMT -5
"Better than smelling like a booooooy," she stuck her tongue out at him.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 23:24:06 GMT -5
"I like muffins better," she replied simply.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 23:51:11 GMT -5
"I'm willingly to sacrifice a muffin for your sake." she replied.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 17, 2008 23:55:27 GMT -5
"I am prepared to kill many for you, Ari," she batted her eyes at him before throwing another piece at him off guard.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 18, 2008 0:06:52 GMT -5
"No," she now took a bite. "It's not fun if you actually enjoy it."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 18, 2008 0:12:17 GMT -5
"... that makes no sense."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 18, 2008 0:18:59 GMT -5
"I'd imagine that blow jobs are very fun."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 18, 2008 0:21:19 GMT -5
"You don't like getting blow jobs?" she raised an eyebrow.
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