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Post by Low Key on Sept 20, 2014 20:35:26 GMT -5
Low Key had had just about enough of this chemical talk. His brain was starting to hurt and he wanted to see if this worked on mahogany.
He places the bottle in his saddlebags and says, "It was nice meeting you, Mr. Base. Have a good day." Straightening out his leather jacket, he continues on his way down the road.
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Post by Sugar Sweet on Sept 20, 2014 23:32:58 GMT -5
"Preferably written down," She clarified, "But that can come later. Let's go! We have a... whole... dull... ugh."
She sighed.
"I'll try and make it less boring, shall I?" She asked rhetorically, "Follow me then."
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Post by Saline-Base on Sept 21, 2014 13:11:51 GMT -5
Saline nods, and stretches his hind legs, attaching himself to his reins. "Lead the way, preferably not to dismay."
Here's hoping the town likes the first sighting of a zebra.
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Post by Saline-Base on Sept 22, 2014 17:10:02 GMT -5
The End! [Now shifting to the main market soon!]
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