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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 23:19:06 GMT -5
"Now what is wrong with that?" Lorna grinned slightly. "They learn all kinds of useful skills in there..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 23:21:53 GMT -5
Emma laughed, "Yes but we wouldn't check on them...and forget to feed them...we should install food dispensers and a water bottle like a hamster cage in there for them..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 23:24:28 GMT -5
"Fine, we'll get JP laid and he can still do all the checking up and making sure students eat," Lorna waved her hand dismissevly. "Seriously, even once a week would loosen him up..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 23:26:34 GMT -5
Emma nodded, "But WHO? I mean sure I could MAKE someone but thats hardly ethical." Emma had a hard time keeping a straight face during that speech of sorts.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 23:32:19 GMT -5
Lorna shrugged slightly. "I don't... it can't be that hard to find someone who would screw a random French-Canadian, stuck up, ass hole, bastard like JP..." she thought for a moment. "Or we could buy him a puppy... I'm sure it works just as well."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 23:42:29 GMT -5
Emma shrugged, "Maybe a puppy would make less mess...but we'd have to give him the responsibility talk."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 23:51:20 GMT -5
"Now, see, that's what his dear sister is for... we just provide the puppy..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 23:56:51 GMT -5
Emma nodded, "That might very well work..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 11, 2006 0:08:39 GMT -5
"Exactly, " Lorna shrugged slightly. "Everyone knows we can be trusted to give decent lectures."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 12, 2006 21:51:14 GMT -5
Emma shrugged, "What kind of puppy...because I have half a mind to step on those little yappy ones that are so stylish these days..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 12, 2006 21:54:19 GMT -5
"Oh... I was thinking maybe a St. Bernard..." Lorna shrugged. "Something loveable that's too big for him to forget about..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 12, 2006 22:10:29 GMT -5
Emma nodded, "Perhaps a labradore...something that won't drool everywhere...and yet still big enough..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 12, 2006 22:11:25 GMT -5
"That could work..." Lorna nodded. "Or a golden retriever... those are good. And fluffy, I think JP likes fluffy."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 9:21:44 GMT -5
Emma shrugged, "I think he likes style more to be honest...he's more like us than two thirds of his sister..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 9:28:06 GMT -5
Lorna shrugged slightly. "I don't know if there's such thing as stylish dogs... they all drool and everything..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 9:29:11 GMT -5
Emma shrugged, "Perhaps a dalmation or greyhound? They were royal dogs or something..." Emma knew that only because her family used to drag her to the renaissance fair...it was hell...
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Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 9:46:41 GMT -5
Lorna shrugged slightly. "Maybe. I don't know..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 9:47:50 GMT -5
Emma shrugged, "We'll just have the kids pick a breed...easy as that..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 9:55:21 GMT -5
"Yeah, that'll be fun," Lorna grinned slightly. "We'll end up with all of them."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 9:56:59 GMT -5
Emma snorted, "Make it a project on responsibilty?"
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Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 9:58:52 GMT -5
Lorna arched an eyebrow. "Doesn't that mean we get stuck with all the responsibility, though?"
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Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 10:00:07 GMT -5
Emma shrugged, "We sell each and every dog that they don't take care of or clean up after...and then fail the kids...and JP gets to pick his favorite that way...or we just ask him..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 10:04:52 GMT -5
Lorna grinned slightly. "You mean, actually talk to JP about it? That's just crazy, Emma."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 14, 2006 13:12:26 GMT -5
Emme shrugged, "Crazy enough to work."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 15, 2006 18:11:09 GMT -5
"That's true..." Lorna frowned.
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