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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 9:50 pm
She didn't like me playing my saxophone
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:27 am
She wouldn't accept the cookies I was sharing
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 8:18 am
He didn't give me any cookies sad
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:43 am
she throw my favorite book at me
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 1:15 pm
she'd never let me look whats behind the right eye patch ninja
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:00 pm
I was always afraid of that death note looking book he owned.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 5:06 pm
Her head always explodes!
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 5:07 pm
Pets and scythes don't always get along...
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 5:12 pm
Pets and Unit Blue don't get along...
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 5:13 pm
Ditto. Especially blue guys with a scythe...
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 5:18 pm
He keeps on talking about my scythe which makes me miss my sword D:
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 8:03 am
He would never let me have the sword sad
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:49 pm
She was not the person she said she was
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:57 pm
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