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Post by Jacky on Jun 1, 2009 22:43:44 GMT
"It's my book." I tell her. "I'm the owner."  (Gonna crash  xx) |
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Post by Daz on Jun 1, 2009 22:58:40 GMT
"No you are not! I claimed it first!" I exclaim |
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Post by Jacky on Jun 2, 2009 14:01:44 GMT
"I bought it." I frown, and correct myself willingly. "Stole it. Fair and square."
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Post by Daz on Jun 2, 2009 14:07:11 GMT
"Yes. And then I stole it from you." I point out the obvious.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 2, 2009 14:30:08 GMT
`Don´t make me steal it back." I smirk.
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Post by Daz on Jun 2, 2009 14:31:47 GMT
I hold it against me, quickly, "Never."
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Post by Jacky on Jun 2, 2009 15:05:42 GMT
I poke her, smirkingly. "You wouldn't win."
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Post by Daz on Jun 2, 2009 15:17:26 GMT
"I always win eventually. You're weak when it comes to *me*.." I grin.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 3, 2009 9:25:03 GMT
"Am not. I make you think I'm weak, so that one day, you'll be surprised, and I'll always keep the upperhand." I claim smirkingly.
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Post by Daz on Jun 3, 2009 12:43:35 GMT
".. That's what I allow *you* to think." I smirk.
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xx)
