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Elizabeth (Betsy). Twenty-two, almost twenty-three, but perpetually seventeen. Whirls back & forth between vulgarity & delicacies like a dervish proper & has been known to disappear for months on end. Worshipper of Carroll, devotee of Lovecraft & BPAL hoarder absolute. Destined for the madhouse.
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Date: 2010-10-31 03:06 pm (UTC)*OFFERS YOU A SIXTIES ENGLISH THING*
WHY WOULD THOSE POOR POPPETS FIGHT EACH OTHER?*STILL DEDD* (Play with their chest hair? I know YOU wouldn't do that and they need to enjoy something like that now and again. :P)
*OFFERS YOU CAKES*
I'M SURE THEY CAN. (*FAINTS FROM BLOOD LOSS*)
(*cuddles*)
(HM. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT! [DIDNAE!] *POOOOOOOOOOOUT* [*motors like a speedboat*] [
YOU'RE LUCKY I DIDN'T BUY FIREFLY AS WELL! THAT'S BECAUSE POOR GLENN QUINN IS DEAD. :(]*keeps on snuggling*
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*is glad you like them** *INFORMS YOU OF THIS IN BETWEEN SOBS*
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*THROWS UP AGAIN* STOP SAYING THAT! IF I SAW THAT, I'D BE THROWING UP EVEN MORE RIGHT NOW.* *IS ALL STICKY* (