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Post by Daz on Mar 18, 2009 17:41:26 GMT
"DAD!" Caty gets off her chair and runs over to him, "Where's Anooooukkk?!"
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Post by Jacky on Mar 18, 2009 17:49:09 GMT
"Upstairs, showering. She's gonna be down in a sec." I pick her up and hug her tightly. "How are you, angel?"
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Post by Daz on Mar 18, 2009 17:50:36 GMT
"Tristan and I have been playing PIRATES.. arrrgh!"
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Post by Jacky on Mar 18, 2009 17:55:03 GMT
"Ah, good fer ye, matey." I smirk at her, "Did you plunder lots?"
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Post by Daz on Mar 18, 2009 17:58:40 GMT
"ARRRGH AYE!... I stole all of Tristans Teddy Bears and he said he didn't care, but he did care really, because then he stole them back and I stole them again and and and.."
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Post by Jacky on Mar 18, 2009 18:00:45 GMT
"Caty, Caty, Caty. Pirates don't need teddybears! They need gold, and silver, and gems. And treasure maps. And ships." I smirkingly tell her.
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Post by Daz on Mar 18, 2009 18:04:48 GMT
She blinks a little, not getting it, "AND theeeen... Tristan stole my barbies. And took all their clothes off!!"
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Post by Jacky on Mar 18, 2009 20:31:53 GMT
Oh man. At that stage already?  "So.. do you have the teddybears and does he have the barbies now.. or.. did you steal back from each other again." This is confusing. |
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Post by Daz on Mar 18, 2009 20:34:06 GMT
"I stole them back, of course!" She seems insulted 
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Post by Jacky on Mar 18, 2009 20:41:25 GMT
"Good for you!" I smirk at her, "So.. are you at peace now?"
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